Eternal Beacon Of Truth

Eternal Beacon Of Truth
© Surazeus
2024 12 03

When world view I composed for thirty years 
crumbles into fragments of clever myths, 
I walk out in the chilly winter night 
to see that the crescent moon still shines bright 
beyond all changes of societies, 
eternal beacon of truth I can trust. 

Four cultural traditions clutter Earth 
with detailed rituals guiding how we live, 
embodied by gods worshipped by their state 
as paragons of virtue they admire, 
encased in traditions of national myths 
based in four corners of our globe landscape. 

Fierce nationalists in each cultural state 
fight to enforce their specific world view 
imposed on others to subdue their ways, 
and integrate others under their own, 
but globalists oppose destructive hate 
and work so we share this planet with love. 

I wish we could all live in harmony, 
respecting traditions of fellow humans 
as tales that dramatize social success 
through vision of the mortal human being 
whose soul reflects divine mind of their tribe 
as god who represents their grand world view. 

Men who strive to control the minds of others 
expend psychic energy of contempt, 
inducing stress from arrogant despair, 
so they burn themselves out to impose fear, 
and thus their terrorist agenda fades 
because lies cost too much to legislate. 

Though tyrants are rising around the Earth, 
channeling fear their citizens express 
that their grand world view is irrelevant, 
failing to explain everything that happens, 
their harsh oppressive regimes will collapse 
expending excess effort to prop lies. 

True nature of the world always prevails 
if we but dwell in harmony with Nature, 
surfing gracefully with energy waves 
that flow through the cycle of birth and death 
as we relax from production of food 
to feast and dance in rites of soul rebirth. 

The truth needs no energy to support, 
for what is real remains measurable 
to our close attentive investigation, 
so celebrate all cultures of our world 
framing dramatic lives of fruitful states 
which blossom from the heart of Mother Earth.