Tuesday, March 18, 2025

River Boat Of Faith

River Boat Of Faith
© Surazeus
2025 03 18

Cramped against covers of the empty book, 
my heart swells with love for all human beings 
who find themselves alive in world of dreams, 
so I puncture my heart with straw of faith 
to drain nutritious juice of charity 
so all thirsty souls of the world may drink. 

Air full of expectations we inhale, 
Earth nurtures our frail bodies with mute care 
by weaving roots of trees into our bones 
and filling our veins with clear mountain streams 
so we can still savor fathomless joy 
from ache of passion to dance in the rain. 

Celestial breath of hope inspires my heart 
so earthly dust that composes my soul 
may sparkle brightly in the morning rain 
as we support Empyrean of the sky 
in realm where ideas of eternal forms 
provide patterns for matter to express. 

Awake before rays of light illustrate 
pearlescent reality of desire, 
I reach my hands to touch the stalwart tree 
and feel trustworthiness of its firm truth 
ordinate my heart in matrix of time 
with eerie beauty of the phantom moon. 

Hope slumbers deep in structure of my bones 
which swell with energy from rays of dawn, 
so I rise to express excessive wings 
with exercise that constrains ache of hope 
to walk sandy beach of arousing breeze 
between the rough cliff and the sparkling sea. 

Abundant passion of electric tunes 
extracts steel sorrow from corrupted mud 
with tremendous shyness of holy faith 
through impossible occasion of fate 
which counters terror with intelligence 
to purge despair from hearts in bland surprise. 

Indifferent focus of attentive fear 
spurs forth repeated statements of respect 
from shadow man on river boat of faith 
who glides toward crystal tower above trees 
where Death lurks in office of bitter wealth 
that poisons the thief with arrogant pride. 

Truth knocks the weak oppressor off the throne 
to free our nation from his tyranny 
while we transplant our hearts in fields of snow 
where apple trees of innocence may grow 
from wind-flapped pages of the empty book 
filled now with runes of blood my heart must write. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus builds river boat of faith from bones of dinosaurs half-buried in mud on the shore so he can sale the seven seas.

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