We Are Flares Of Chemicals

We Are Flares Of Chemicals
© Surazeus
2024 05 30

The olive sparrow at my window pane 
asks me to follow her to the lake shore, 
so I float outside window of my heart 
on fluttering billows of my white silk robe 
to mold swirling snowflakes in nameless soul 
who wakes from dream in the pink lotus bloom. 

The hungry jester in electric gloom 
assigns me to play new messiah role 
with duty to manage spin of our globe 
according to plot of fate on the chart 
which I navigate from tellurian core 
while angels and devils dance in the rain. 

Unfolding backward timeless page of fate 
to trace the boundless measure of this life, 
we offer gifts to goddess on the cloud 
who gives each pilgrim peach of honest faith, 
so she shows mercy at the judgment hour 
to those who repent of hurtful mistakes. 

Though humble demons born from rancid lakes 
construct on hill of bees the lonely tower, 
the blind princess requests help from the wraith 
who programs puzzle of the disavowed 
so we can overcome this global strife 
between prophets of gods confused by hate. 

Despite weird power of the lyric mode 
to capture flash of emotional gears 
which operate engine of the dreaming brain, 
you wonder if your personality 
could be as real as characters in books 
while you bathe with Narcissus in his pool. 

We run together down hall of our school 
to speak Wind Language of the moon-eyed rooks, 
adjusting thoughts through rationality, 
who flutter black wings in the mirrored rain 
that help children face their conceptual fears 
in tune with vibe of our computer code. 

When deer wander in our front yard at dawn, 
nibbling on soft leaves of young apple trees, 
we wonder if life has meaning at all, 
since we are flares of chemicals in souls 
that glow our brief hour of eternity, 
so we choose to express love till we die. 

Your face glows bright in mirror of my eye 
that reflects state of our modernity 
recorded as spells in the dead sea scrolls 
which hang now displayed on museum wall, 
occasionally rustled by the sea breeze 
because no god can use me as their pawn.