Sunday, September 1, 2024

My Lonely Angel

My Lonely Angel
© Surazeus
2024 09 01

My lonely angel climbing crystal stairs 
tries not to understand why humans cry 
so with the sacred book in her left hand 
she frees the sparrow of her aching heart 
who flies above the world of changing forms 
composed of atoms seething with desire. 

My lonely angel on the airplane wing 
listens to secret thoughts humans evade 
with happy songs their mothers sing in church 
to catch snowflakes of blessings in disguise 
that flutter from angel wings of sad truth 
to heal souls of orphans and refugees. 

My lonely angel waiting by the door 
calls out names of souls who drown in the sea 
while sailing ships to escape tyranny 
so nameless ghosts can find the Promised Land 
where they found dynasties of obscene wealth 
garnered by enslaving people with hope. 

My lonely angel writes letters to children 
who gaze out upstairs windows at midnight 
to count pretty stars that have yet to fall 
before they grow up and work in town stores 
selling magic wands to farmers and clowns 
who dance together to the fiddle tune. 

My lonely angel drives the old black car 
far west from Manhattan to Idaho 
to follow journey of the Salem Witch 
who scatters seeds of poems in the waste land 
which bloom into the gourd Kikayon tree 
under which the prophet weeps for your pain. 

My lonely angel programs how I dream 
by striving to transcend angst of despair 
when she births my mother by the wild sea 
as we evolve four hundred million years 
till we fly without wings among the clouds 
where God builds crystal palace of the mind. 

My lonely angel gives me wine to drink 
so I dance freely at his bacchanal 
with shameless love for body of my soul 
composed of spirit-weaving chemicals 
which makes me glow with conscious mind of God 
who feels Herself alive inside my brain. 

My lonely angel strums electric tune 
with deft fingers on lyre of Mercury 
while I chant ethereal wail of true love 
for beauty of this ever-changing world 
shared by eight billion dreaming human beings 
who fight each other over angel wings. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus meets the lonely angel on the stairway to Heaven so they share stories of human survival.

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