Eyes Of Holy Light

Eyes Of Holy Light
© Surazeus
2024 04 19

Though Hylas skips down on the river shore 
Metope waits for him outside their door, 
but when he never returns home to her 
she goes looking for son of Jupiter, 
then strides on stage to play guitar and sing 
about faithful love of the magic ring. 

With long blond hair flowing in evening wind 
Metope dances in short sequin gown 
to sing about the boy who broke her heart 
because he could not read the psychic chart, 
and left her wandering city streets at night 
still searching for his eyes of holy light. 

Alone in apartment of lonely souls, 
she stares at his typewriter of lost goals, 
yet tries to understand his mythic code 
left on the television in stealth mode, 
as if our feelings are the hurricane 
that leaves us dancing wildly in the rain. 

Waking up at dawn in the Moon Hotel 
with demon lover who crawled from the well, 
Metope smokes to chase away dark ghost 
who haunts her silence with arrogant boast 
that he speaks for man with the voice of God 
who found him wandering on the signless road. 

Rekindling flames of love in castle hearth, 
Metope maps weird secret of rebirth 
in blank-paged book that flutters in cold wind 
each time she texts him without hitting send, 
then smiles as she embroiders memories 
about their good times till he stole her keys. 

Painting garden of Heaven they once shared 
with impressionist style that shows she cared, 
Metope dances barefoot on wet lawn 
when the Light-Bearer appears after dawn 
to explain grand project of his new scheme 
that came to him in bright Parnassian dream. 

With valiant purpose beyond fantasy 
to fight evil and save democracy, 
Metope searches by the rancid pool 
that once bubbled with beauty of the cool, 
but finds Hylas passed out from despair 
after wandering lost in the Everywhere. 

Helping Hylas stumble back to their home, 
Metope asks why he would rather roam 
bleak wilderness of horror in his head 
than cuddle with her in their love-warm bed, 
but she weeps for the drowned man on the shore 
who will never laugh with her anymore.