Dignity In How I Live

Dignity In How I Live
© Surazeus
2024 10 25

Looking at frazzled puzzle of my body 
through wrong end of the mythic telescope, 
I view contracted process of my life 
with posthumous view of the clairvoyant, 
so I can disassemble code of thought 
with opaque analysis of strange truth. 

With heroism of individual power, 
based on blueprint outlined in the Aeneid, 
I live outside framed history of the law 
to exercise liberty of free will 
through self-reliance of the star nomad 
who names the roads he blazed you travel now. 

Eras of revolutionary growth 
always seem to end in the evening news, 
but no new era of transcendent peace, 
where everyone finds justice in the law, 
ever begins in turmoil of the times 
though I try to map all the tides of change. 

I hope for dignity in how I live 
through redemptive purposiveness of faith, 
yet dwell outside collective realm of truth 
as indifferent observer of world events 
unfolding from context of social conflict, 
which my mind perceives as chess game of power. 

When I drive my car in daily routine 
on signified roads, named for pioneers 
who founded cities in the wilderness, 
I see but dim shadows of human beings 
barely visible behind the windshield 
as I swim with metal salmons of hope. 

With objective regard for Divine Mind 
I assign brevity of conscious hope 
to human bodies of chemical sparks 
that flare briefly with their deified souls 
within immeasurable ripples of time 
that disturb placid sea of eternity. 

This constant tragedy of human life 
shows humans, who wake in communal towns 
struggling to assert their right to exist, 
embody ancient psychic energies 
then play their role in comedy of love 
to generate children before they die. 

As I transform from fish to wingless angel 
I forsake trick of the clever conclusion 
that widens into symbolic projection 
to present coming of the cosmic herald 
who announces reign of messiah sleuth 
in role assigned by blind forces of Nature.