Empty Book Of My Heart

Empty Book Of My Heart
© Surazeus
2024 07 17

When I write in empty book of my heart 
strange convoluted story of our life 
I will personify myself as the night 
who likes to walk the signless road of rain 
so I can become acquainted with light 
that gleams eternally through ocean waves. 

Great luminary clock beyond the sky, 
weaving truth in empty book of my heart, 
reveals beauty of this world to my eyes 
so I see essence of its fertile growth 
radiate from face of every soul I meet 
who all will vanish from dream of the Earth. 

Yet something swells from core of spinning time 
that crumples sea floors into mountain peaks, 
recorded in empty book of my heart, 
so I ascend from hydrothermal vent 
to crawl up winding water stream of hope 
till I stand tall in grove of apple trees. 

With laughter of the wind from mountain caves 
on which I glide with broad Icarian wings 
I break down walls dividing nation-states 
through riddles in empty book of my heart 
when homeless people swirl across the land 
to find paradise lost in flames of war. 

Tales I write in empty book of my heart 
describe how people struggle to survive 
against aggressive attacks of cruel greed 
in constant battles to control the land 
where the poor slave under whip of the rich 
while God watches all from high pyramid. 

The old man picking apples from the tree, 
that grows tall in empty book of my heart, 
stares at tall ladder pointing at the sky 
he wants to climb so he can touch the moon, 
then looks down at the small child at his feet 
who gazes up at him like he is God. 

Still searching for Elysian Fields of faith 
on some far happy island in the sea, 
long hidden in empty book of my heart, 
I ask the Glow Cloud, where I think God lives, 
how I can find the person I love most 
whose shadow haunts vales where I never am. 

Roots of the old apple tree by the lake 
send tender shoots up toward the shining sky 
so I climb spiral limbs beyond the globe 
of ghosts mapped in empty book of my heart 
where I hang fragile high above the world 
to watch billions of people live and die.