Way Of Flowing Streams

Way Of Flowing Streams
© Surazeus
2025 03 28

If the moon could speak, she would tell me why 
sad people are never allowed to cry 
while they hang upside down in the Joy Tree 
and sing anthem about how to live free 
through clarion call of the mountain wind 
with broken hearts only beauty can mend. 

If the noble stag of the forest grove 
escapes the hunter for the treasure trove, 
my heart leaps laughing with joyful respect, 
foolhardy guest devils fail to detect, 
so I ask the moon why humans must die 
who tries to explain the afterlife lie. 

Since I can never know your secret heart, 
though I trace your fortune on the star chart, 
you remain completely unknowable 
therefore I choose to find you lovable 
each day we wake together in our space, 
still in love with your mysterious face. 

If fear constrains me with paralysis 
of desperate hope forged from analysis, 
I transfer anguish to the puppet show 
that I perform in soft blue evening glow 
till soldiers shoot us for protesting hate, 
defined by commands of aggressive fate. 

When people who can hear vibes of Earth Soul 
invent loud silence that no bell can toll, 
we gather to protest cruel tyranny 
till we are inspired by epiphany 
that songs of faith can cripple feeble power 
and free Liberty from the Ivory Tower. 

With pulsing material of frantic light, 
contrived by flow of time untangled right, 
my heart paints portrait of the soul I love 
who wears pretty mask of the willing slave, 
yet we give each other freedom to play, 
choosing in the end to unite and stay. 

More than halfway to the end of my tale, 
I leave church where everything is for sale 
and wander in ephemeral glow of faith 
to find pure emanation of my wraith 
that guides me toward the vale where I will sleep, 
so I ask the Earth my frail bones to keep. 

Whereas our hearts are equally intense 
with loyal passion of our future tense, 
we share one winding road of earnest hope 
to help each other thrive well as we cope, 
so we generate children of our dreams 
who help us map the way of flowing streams.