Dark Line Of Fate

Dark Line Of Fate
© Surazeus
2024 12 26

Strolling in meadow of flowers and birds 
among the towering mountains of Guilin, 
I see Kwan Yin appear as living woman 
whose silver eyes reveal with flash of light 
dark line of fate made by the swift grass snake 
which I have followed toward my destiny. 

Following the grass-snake dark line of fate 
that she reveals to me with teasing grin, 
I leave the known path of society 
and walk in tangled limbs of moaning trees 
till I find in the timeless mist of gloom 
the narrow green creek in yellow-leaf woods. 

Awake to psychic vibrations of stones, 
I float on wingless breath of agony 
as grief guides me beyond dream-tangled woods 
to find lost tomb of the person I love 
whose name I bury in the silent Earth 
so none can steal the jewels of their soul. 

Slouched on the stone, paralyzed by despair, 
I obsess over horrors of the world 
evil men commit to exploit our souls, 
but Kwan Yin gleams with sudden flash of light 
dispelling misery I found comfort in, 
so I stand and sing to the silver lake. 

Everything I see around me on Earth 
flows in constant motion of transformation, 
slow soil, fast water, swift wind, and beamed light 
that flares forth from first flash of the big bang, 
urged by prime mover of passionate love 
which generates vast universe of worlds. 

Gazing up at boundless sky where bright stars 
gleam with silent indifference of faith, 
I wonder if that prime mover is aware 
beyond aggressive force of energy 
enough to design chemicals that mold 
organic bodies with dream-conscious minds. 

Light of the universe transforms hot force 
of fierce atomic energy through love 
into weird neural network of my brain 
so I am God awake as conscious mind, 
amused that I was born and soon will die 
just as I figure out nature of things. 

The limbless snake that slithers in the grass 
writes dark line of fate to map the true way 
we wingless angels follow to our fate 
which we design with every choice we make, 
so I choose to create, and not destroy, 
song spells that conjure vision of the world.