Voice Of God In The Cave © Surazeus 2024 06 21 The ghost that sits in the green velvet chair, who prays to sunlight in the window glass, recites the riddle for one thousand names to honor souls of pilgrims who have died while circling the Kaaba in radiant heat on hajj to hear voice of God in the cave. After running back and forth seven times to find water well between rocky hills, I scuff hot sand with the heel of my foot till water fountain springs from heart of hope, so I kneel and drink spirit of the Earth that whispers with voice of God in the cave. I cradle in cupping palm of my hand the last apple seed from paradise lost to plant on shore by the river of tears so lush garden of tall fruit trees may sprout from desolate waste land of brutal heat, wind-blasted by voice of God in the cave. Donning clean white robe of angelic faith, I circle black house of the faceless mind who dreams awake in every human brain, then stand on mountain under empty sky to throw stones at the devil of my fear who tries to mute voice of God in the cave. Camping under silver eye of the moon, I sacrifice playful goat of desire, roast succulent meat on flames of insight, then feast on spirit of the two-horned ghoul while drinking water from Well of Zamzam so I can hear voice of God in the cave. Dull roar of thunder in blue cloudless sky hums in harmony with abundant flow of water swirling in heart of the globe when pilgrims chant prayers from scripture of sand in droning hiss of words from twinkling stars that replicate voice of God in the cave. As I meditate in shadow of thought I see flash of light open in the sky when Gabriel steps through portal of time and stands before me with ten thousand eyes so I transcribe his words in shifting sand while I translate voice of God in the cave. I gaze in gold flame of eternity that flickers in diamond god-eye of truth as bright beacon on pyramid of faith to interpret spells of the singing skull preserved in spiral of the desert wind that amplifies voice of God in the cave.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Friday, June 21, 2024
Voice Of God In The Cave
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Orpheus meditates in mountain cave to transcribe songs Gabriel sings with voice of gleaming stars.
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