Salvation From The Rain © Surazeus 2024 03 14 Through artistic measurement of Mankind blind seers who rearrange our naked souls present our fragile hope of hostile joy in frame of reference bound by ancient laws that men on mounds of skulls declare as rule by which we seek salvation from the rain. To preserve geography of our flesh that curves beyond our understanding minds we choose how we would see the changing world as vital resource we extract with hands that could sustain compassion of our souls when we achieve salvation from the rain. Old woman stepping from wood portrait frame leaves bombed museum with her dreams intact while clutching suitcase of torn photographs to walk past war tanks, mangled on the road, where skeletons dance with rainbows of despair, to discover salvation from the rain. Waiting for the brutal world war to end, her daughter sits by cracked window of time and sews world map on pillow of her hope that shows how roads and rivers interact to nourish cities bombed to dusty ruins which could provide salvation from the rain. While reading empty book of history, which presents maps that show how haughty kings killed people to claim moral victory, she ponders how our lives could intersect so we can weave new life from harsh defeat to utilize salvation from the rain. Assembling diorama of her lost life, the little girl in dirt-stained yellow dress fills miniature house with new furniture where dolls can play cute drama of her heart, on cluttered yard beside her bombed-out house, if she procures salvation from the rain. Attentive to flight of the martial hawk, that watches humans battle over land, the young girl bears the cold sea in her hands to scatter waterdrops on stark white hills for olive trees to sprout from fractured skulls, to encourage salvation from the rain. Eager to hear stones of the Earth speak truth, I stand before abandoned castle shells to dream lost memories my ancestors lived that explain why I built it with my hands in hostile wilderness of monstrous men, then discover salvation from the rain.
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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