Unscale My Soul Eyes © Surazeus 2024 02 24 The old gray-haired witch sitting on her porch watches arrogant eagles drop truth bombs on women and children hiding in church who pray for help to gods in empty tombs till she turns and grins at me with dream keys designed by faith to unscale my soul eyes. Handing me ancient scroll that encodes love with tales of lovers who generate life, the young star-eyed witch of the apple grove deceives my memory with old photograph that shows us getting married in the maze where our blind children unscale my soul eyes. Eager to design cathedral of ghosts where loyal believers gather to pray, the mute wingless witch who treasures what lasts rescues me from rage of the happy toy with clever riddle of the mystic ruse that programs how I unscale my soul eyes. The wise handless witch sailing broken boat calls me across wide universe of forms with mission to explore strange hills of fate where peaceful people work on thriving farms with respect for the rebel with just cause who refuses to unscale my soul eyes. The lithe moon-wise witch typing case reports, who cultivates style of the renaissance, decides to manage market of food carts so she can sell trinkets of innocence to wealthy guests who attend temple shows where I preach lies to unscale my soul eyes. Training every man crowned as president, who blooms from bloodline of the Holy Grail, the lame sun-fooled witch bearing Wisdom Wand guides our ship of state to our destined goal supporting democratic enterprise through vision when I unscale my soul eyes. Accepting tax return of the blind seer who earned no profit selling prophecies, the sad bookless witch who tries to stop war searches maps for lands to decolonize till her quest is shown on the evening news as weird method to unscale my soul eyes. The kind heartless witch who cooks our home meals sews vast tapestry of our family myth depicting how Earth Angels play their roles in dream-production machine of the wraith because she chose me as her faithful muse to transcribe spells that unscale my soul eyes.
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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