Saturday, November 30, 2024

Only Myself In The Sky

Only Myself In The Sky
© Surazeus
2024 11 30

What monsters haunt the jagged mountain cliff 
that juts in fractured jumble from the ridge 
I almost sense with ache of curious dread, 
so I pause with courage in grove of pines, 
determined to investigate their haunt 
and prove they are nothing but bears and wolves. 

Six days of cautious exploration proves 
this ancient forest of towering pines 
shelters no weird demons of fairy tales 
my mother read to me by candlelight, 
yet in the eerie gloom of absence I can sense 
faceless deity in fresh mountain air. 

Retreating from their cathedral-shaped woods, 
I fly with breathless laughter down steep slope 
to small church nestled by the sparkling lake 
where I change into my best silver suit 
and lead morning service with solemn hymn 
that reverences spirit of God in nature. 

Demonic agencies of hungry fear 
motivate poor people across the land, 
driven from safe shelter of their lost homes 
by faceless spirit of disruptive winds, 
to journey west in engine-chugging cars 
where they pick fruit in California fields. 

Convinced that faith in God will provide eyes 
of wisdom, designed with insight of truth, 
for poor people to secure strength of faith 
that fuels their ambition to score wealth, 
I work beside them in fields of dim hope 
and lead them in songs under dreadful stars. 

Gathered in circle around crackling flames, 
we lift our hands toward eerie purple sky 
that shimmers over distant golden hills, 
and pray to silent Heaven with raw faith 
for clear guidance of acceptable deeds 
maintaining dignity under cruel whips. 

Inspired by dream my service conjured bold, 
field workers unite with courage of faith 
to strike against oppressive practices, 
demanding better wages and more rest, 
but black wagons arrive and men with guns 
shoot the leaders who bleed in golden dust. 

Released from jail without criminal charge, 
I climb again to jagged mountain cliff 
that juts in fractured jumble from the ridge 
to seek with faith that ache of curious dread 
which lead me to see God in everything, 
but I find only myself in the sky. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus welcomes refugees from the Oklahoma dust bowl and helps them find jobs in farms in the great central valley of California.

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