Important Wizards Of Light © Surazeus 2024 02 21 We connect the people of every land with internet lines of the world wide web, and we power their homes with energy with electric lines of the power grid, so we are important Wizards of Light as power line operators of Earth. We erect poles across the lonely land on signless roads between ten thousand towns, mile after mile Waste Land to Wonderland, from crowded city maze to treeless plain, for we are important Wizards of Light who weave people of Earth in one world mind. After Zeus cracks our power poles with lightning that disconnects you from soul of the Earth, we drive white trucks in foul weather and fair to rise in bucket of the service crane, for we are important Wizards of Light who reconnect you with our nimble hands. We work in cold wind and glaring hot sun, we work in rain and beautiful sunlight, and we work in the darkest stormy night, rising toward Heaven on wings of desire, for we are important Wizards of Light who make sure that you will always have power. From the highest point of the power pole I can see vast web of connected lines that weave our souls in matrix of one mind so we can sympathize with everyone, for we are important Wizards of Light who keep your smart phones glowing day and night. Though people lived millennia in small towns, isolated in farms, temples, and shops, now we communicate with anyone who lives anywhere on our spinning globe, for we are important Wizards of Light who hold high Torch of Liberty with pride. Today we are gathered with broken hearts to remember Ray who was struck by lightning, and is now stringing lines Heaven to Earth so God might just answer some of our prayers, for we are important Wizards of Light sending our friend home on wings of respect. Though you barely see us as you drive by on your way to work, school, bar, church, or store, we keep you connected with sizzling wires so you can fulfill purpose of your fate, for we are important Wizards of Light who gaze down at you from high clouds of faith.
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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