Thursday, August 15, 2024

Together In Our Eden

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. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus opens his arms when Ophelia races toward him with joy in the Garden of Eden.

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