Unbeckoned Horoscope

Unbeckoned Horoscope
© Surazeus
2025 03 10

Trapped in transient sorrow of gravity, 
luminous with unbalanced loss of love, 
my heart coaxes me to break free from fear 
and stand among pine trees on the mountain slope 
till snow rebuilds my body of soft flesh 
from frozen tears of angels without eyes. 

Reborn from round ice-lacquered syllables 
of endless knowing veiled by mute disgust, 
my heart swallows forsaken cries with hope 
death may unloosen angst of mortal lust 
to chart disaster of propitious days 
disbursed by naked hand of ownership. 

Steadfast in primer of false happenstance, 
accrued through alphabet of solemn curse, 
my heart adjusts unbeckoned horoscope 
to signal progress of aggressive search 
for treasures floating between broken hearts 
based wholly on one solitary clue. 

No cause for celebration from regret 
through dark obliqueness swollen with desire, 
my heart calculates doled disquietude 
through legal contract for perpetual calm 
unheaved by distant storms of restless hope 
for souls imprisoned by collapsing words. 

Aged blindly lost in shadows reconciled 
from fractured mirror of its confidante, 
my heart deliberates wisdom contrived 
from stagnant doctrines of old fecund faith 
devised by dreamers before honest fear 
abandons children by the faceless pool. 

Elliptical with mounting games of time 
that spiral tight-wound galaxies of souls, 
my heart obsesses over winning points 
that should impress kind Sagittarius 
who plants purple lilacs in the dooryard 
that bloomed last before dark night of despair. 

Annoyed by flotsam of matter, expressed 
across vast crystal firmament of faith, 
my heart peers through its mental telescope 
to measure cogwheels of the psychic void 
that grind blindly in our turning globe 
first mapped and named by grim Chaldean seers. 

Memories flashing bright as swift asteroids 
that bounce across blithe brightness of respect, 
my heart refracts divinity of thought 
that bulges from magnetic field of wings 
in buzzing force field shielding Earth from rage, 
so I hold your hand as we walk our road.