Together In Our Eden © Surazeus 2024 08 15 My mind is blank as the white wordless page, bright as the full moon which mirrors my heart when I gaze at strange beauty of your face that shines in gloom at the end of my tunnel so I can find my way through maze of myths to dwell safe with you in Garden of Eden. I am the letter you lost in the mail in which you narrate story of our love since that timeless moment when we first met in sun-flicker shade of the apple tree where serpent of desire tempts us to share passion of our bodies before we die. I am the seed of hope your eager hands plant in secret soil of my fertile heart when we delve deep in mystery of our world to find bright diamond of eternal truth that glitters with first flash of the big bang pulsing within every cell of our souls. I am the fruit tree you reach out to touch when we journey toward our shared destiny for, though we wander lost in maze of dreams, hoping light of love leads us to each other, I will search the world till we meet again, and kiss beneath the moon-bright apple tree. My heart is empty as the swirling clouds that bring aggressive rainstorm of despair which seems to hurl harsh lightning of contempt with blinding rage bent on destroying me, till I remember with ironic grin Nature is indifferent that we exist. Wounded from attack by gang of cruel men, who drove me from our grove of apple trees, I hide alone in cavern by the sea, healing alone in gloom of nothingness, where my eyes adjust to eternal night till I see your face in depths of my heart. I am the river bursting from its banks with fierce emotions surging strict constraints when tears of sorrow flood garden of hope which drowns my enemies in waves of truth, so I bury their souls with seeds of faith that transform their hate to apples of love. I am the other half of your whole heart, floating lost in sea of humanity, aching for light of sunrise on our skin as we indulge in kisses to create sublime beauty in children of our hearts who bury us together in our Eden.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Thursday, August 15, 2024
Together In Our Eden
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Orpheus opens his arms when Ophelia races toward him with joy in the Garden of Eden.
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