Saturday, September 7, 2024

Sylphus The Lightmapper

Sylphus The Lightmapper
© Surazeus
2024 09 07

When I get lost in dark dreams of despair, 
running nowhere in maze of monstrous myths, 
sly Lightmapper appears on wings of fire 
from guarding gates of Eden with star eyes, 
and shows me how to weave what I desire 
from glowing threads of words drawn from my brain. 

With deft agility of graceful chant 
I draw thin shimmering threads of dream words 
from tangled neural network of my brain 
to weave elaborate tapestry of tales 
depicting tragic romance of young lovers 
whose choices lead them to infertile death. 

Exerting willful passion of my faith, 
which verges on fluent stream of dream words, 
I transform shadow of my naked soul 
to polished-marble idol I design 
when I experience sensation of being 
as echo that vibrates across the sea. 

From downward drift of sleep on dreamless waves 
I rise through flashing relic of glass bones 
to play Lightmapper born from dragon egg 
with bright refrains of endless azure bound 
by circling spirals of genetic code 
that define how my body should appear. 

Trajectory of my voice on wings of wind 
highlights soul-curving way around the world 
that we can fly on breath of fluted song 
to strike the ground with laughter of sad joy 
that buoys invisible road of words 
built by Lightmapper with fluent hands. 

Nimble dance on Bridge of Forgetfulness 
extends form of my body beyond fate 
that traps my spirit in web of my brain 
when deathless mother names my elegance 
as Sylphus to spellbind my heart with power 
so I play Lightmapper who guards the Earth. 

Each day in frantic cinema of hope 
I play Sylphus the Lightmapper who weaves 
time-animated globe which models Earth 
in atlas that records history of life 
as we evolve four hundred million years 
to climb from the sea to the mountaintop. 

Face to face with the man who sold the world, 
through courage to defy his tyranny, 
Sylphus the Lightmapper redefines truth 
to mean how atoms formulate our souls 
in lissome chemical machines of hope 
so we can generate new souls through love. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus teaches Sylphus the Lightmapper how to play the lyre of Mercury.

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