Wavering Flash Of Energy

Wavering Flash Of Energy
© Surazeus
2024 11 11

After I die and vanish from this world 
my soul of conscious awareness will not 
remain as wavering flash of energy 
humming along rivers among the trees 
down to the swirling sea where I was born 
from frantic hope of chemicals in gloom. 

Though darkness of infinity in death 
lurks among trees along the river shore, 
I move with urgent passion of my heart, 
sparked by prime mover of the universe, 
to explore objects formed from chemicals 
as subject who creates dream of the real. 

I step ten thousand times in the same river, 
though pulse of molecules forming my body 
and flow of water carving banks of dirt 
change every moment of continual motion, 
so I measure current of flashing glow 
to drive my wagon toward the Promised Land. 

When God dies after ninety billion years 
we lay his perfect body in glass coffin 
to preserve persona our minds create 
like Snow White waiting for our kiss of faith 
to resurrect his spirit in our songs 
as we stand in cathedral of his bones. 

If spectral shadow of my being appears 
long after my body crumbles to dust, 
and no one searching can find my bones, 
look for my spirit in words of my songs 
which I compose from visions in the cave 
presenting archetypes of mortal beings. 

Apollo strumming lyre of Mercury 
sits on the Stone of Scone in mountain cave, 
performing divine music of the spheres, 
while humans build metropolitan maze 
centered around huge statue of his being, 
so he sings at heart of our world empire. 

After Orpheus fails to retrieve soul 
of Eurydice from the underworld, 
he wanders disconsolate by the river, 
strumming lyre of Mercury to lament 
that we cannot bring the dead back to life, 
till he sees Ophelia almost drowned. 

Bearing Ophelia in tender arms, 
Orpheus breathes life back into her heart, 
so they tend garden of fruit trees and herbs, 
sharing tales of sorrow till their love blooms 
as child who plays joyfully at their feet 
then weeps as he buries them in the Earth.