Hidden In The Forest

Hidden In The Forest
© Surazeus
2024 10 23

Though I seek questions hidden in the forest 
I never leave the crowded city streets 
because the profit-makers and dream-brokers 
have built this vast confusing maze of myths 
where children play hide and seek with their gods 
who bomb their fairyland to heaps of lies. 

I would follow the proud victorious ones 
who walk around with star-flames in their hands 
but they dwell higher up the pyramid 
in glorious palace of the mirror mind 
far from the crowd of lonely wanderers 
who sing tragic elegies to themselves. 

The answers to the questions I still seek 
far beyond broken walls of paradise 
reveal indifferent honesty of greed 
which motivates our quest to find the jewel 
where first flash of the big bang may still gleam 
with complex patterns of family romance. 

Slouched on the mattress in my mobile home, 
I watch cute situation comedies 
on fuzzy color television tube 
which flashes bright as lights on flying saucers 
when aliens hover over weedy field 
where I go to steal apples from the orchard. 

Sweet white-haired lady with the talisman, 
who lives next door with her black cat of death, 
asks me every morning where I am hiding, 
and who I am that I must wear glass mask, 
so I show her overturned river boat 
radiant with mystery of the pathless forest. 

With wink of clever wisdom in her heart 
she leads me in dark forest of her dreams 
to show me those ephemeral human faces 
that wander with fawns in the curious mist 
so I extend my hands to measure Earth 
then open book that hides my family tree. 

Through infinitely changing word of the mind 
I breathe divine wind of the endless road 
because hot stone shining on my mute tongue 
considers silence of the ocean wave 
recording dreams of strangers on the shore 
who give me songs as bombs destroy their homes. 

Meticulous records of broken lives 
hide in books on time-locked library shelves 
so I steal them from the blind storm-god 
and sell them in closed-church parking lot 
to people who would rather buy hamburgers 
so they can ride merry-go-round of fame.