Beam Of The Lightless Star © Surazeus 2024 05 13 When the beam of the lightless star of death illuminates my face with subtle glow of ancient wordless wisdom about life, I realize with grin of awful truth that I am no more than chemical flame flaring for its hour through eternity. When the beam of the lightless star of hope fractures factual mirror of story masks into epical heroes of old myths, I wear mask of the Tireless Traveler who maps terrain of life I navigate so others may avoid Slough of Despond. When the beam of the lightless star of faith forms rain that falls into my open eyes long after I die on some signless road, I translate pointless melody to song that depicts the color of everything though I refuse to paint portrait of I. When the beam of the lightless star of fear soothes arrogant despair cracking my heart with anguish for each person killed in war, I savor surprise at beauty of Earth that swells my soul with passion for this life as I share love with my mate at my side. When the beam of the lightless star of rage explodes from apple seeds of hungry joy into global metropolis of greed, I give apples free to people I meet whose eyes give me visions while I record strange spiritual agony of our time. When the beam of the lightless star of lust constructs new bridge across abyss of death connecting my mind to real world of forms, I find no bridge will ever take me home, so I turn back and leave the Promised Land till I am at the gates of somewhere else. When the beam of the lightless star of life infuses mask of Janus with new truth that functioning brains conjure conscious minds, I walk past crowded stores on holidays and travel signless road to Wonderland where ghosts of my ancestors wait for me. When the beam of the lightless star of love reveals the mad king and his crownless clown dancing with joy in the indifferent storm, I bring them water from river of tears that no one drinks at the end of the show when I leave the theater before dawn.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Monday, May 13, 2024
Beam Of The Lightless Star
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