Brightest In The Dark © Surazeus 2024 02 27 Love we express shines brightest in the dark through trust we share as companions on quest to rescue people we love from despair, for united with purpose of strong care we channel passion from practice and rest that inspires our hearts with the sacred spark. If I could bend four elements of life to bloom from fertile soil tall fruitful trees, I would channel flaming fire of the sun to swirl with fluid water of the rain that fuse with ethereal air of the breeze, which conjures energy of love through strife. I observe how seeds from apples I eat, when buried in moist soil of loss through gain, sprout taller each day to reach for the sky with mingle of elements through my eye when heat of the sun and cool of the rain cause trees to blossom with nutritious treat. Though bombs of tyrants in towers of greed destroy our games of life in homes we built, blasting trees of gardens to twisted limbs, we gather in ruins to sing new hymns then search for lost memories buried in silt to regrow paradise with hopeful seed. Every time I feel the spirit of faith moving in my heart with voice of the light, I will stand tall by the indifferent sea to face fierce monster that dwells inside me with joy to transcend death in eager flight, and sing with passion of immortal wraith. Though I remain bound in my mortal shell, stuck on hard surface of this spinning globe, my spirit soars with birds on wings of hope far above my burned home on mountain slope, so I wrap my trembling body in robe of mad sorrow as I journey through Hell. Each wounded soul I find on signless road I comfort with strong arms and soothing tune, so we are not alone in wretched fears as we hold hands and wipe away our tears, then walk slowly forth by light of the moon to sea-side cave of the hypnotic toad. Though tyrants destroy our workshops and farms with grim plan to exterminate our souls, and erase our existence from this world, I wake from death-dream as the cosmic herald to assign our partners creative roles defeating tyranny with psychic charms.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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