Library Of The Heart

Library Of The Heart
© Surazeus
2024 11 09

Sweet music of voices that once sang free 
in pleasant harmony of blooming trees 
have long faded in moaning of the wind, 
silenced by grinding of harsh engine growls, 
so when I walk vast maze of city streets 
I hear no people singing from their hearts. 

With awkward steps of syncopated rhyme 
I stumble dazed out of tune with the times, 
heart racing with hip-hopping beat of rap 
where frenzied crowds with roar of aching hearts 
jump up and down in Dionysian rites 
to channel psychic energy of rage. 

No prim Apollo in elegant suit 
croons graceful melodies of hopeful love 
with soul-expanding wail of saxophones, 
and heart-enchanting keen of violins, 
while gripping microphone of holy faith 
in fertile beauty of romantic trust. 

For long eerie laments of ocean waves, 
inspiring shanties of sea-surfing mates, 
shook walls of taverns bracing wooden docks, 
but now dull vibe of pulsing technobeats 
rock crumbling walls of gutted factories 
where leather-coated punks snort angel dust. 

Down by the sparkling lake of leaping fish, 
beneath the willow tree where swans reside, 
young swain plucks jaunty banjo tunes of joy 
while maid in frilly dress with ribboned hat 
sings sweet love song with twitter-piping voice 
to celebrate their loyal marriage vows. 

High on spotlit stage in huge stadium 
hardrocker in blue jeans and tattered shirt 
twangs electric guitar with fierce respect 
while singing anthem of the lonely soul 
about his quest to find queen of his heart 
still running far where the streets have no name. 

Angelic choir of teachers, salesmen, cooks, 
accountants, mechanics, and policemen, 
dressed in long white robes, stand in curving rows 
and sing loud in crowded tabernacle hall 
grand oratorio for world messiah 
that swells with glory to storm-flashing clouds. 

Bearded scribe with tablet and raven quill 
transcribes with runes of universal thought 
lyrics and notes of every holy song 
ever expressed in history of the world 
by people longing to transcend despair, 
and stores them in Library of the Heart.