Time River Of Skeletons

Time River Of Skeletons
© Surazeus
2025 05 24

Nothing exists in my dream of this world 
except the time river of skeletons 
invisible to laughter of star gods, 
so we kneel together on its lush shore 
to grasp emeralds and diamonds that gleam 
with eyes of our ancestors in our hearts. 

Spring wind appears in wispy willow form 
to toy with fleeting flash of light on grass 
that flares in blossoms of still unborn fruit, 
dazing my soul at flicker of soft wings 
with passion that intoxicates my heart 
till my body radiates immortal charm. 

My heart escapes clumsy frame of my soul 
as white-winged butterfly frail as the moon 
to flutter swift around my head with grace 
of tender compassion for suffering souls 
who find enlightenment of sacred truth 
equal in weight to harsh pain they endure. 

Wings of my heart with unforeseen desire 
sign unmapped corner of my secret world 
with seal of spring that sparks my aching heart 
through anguish to unfold itself from fear 
though no one calls it forth from silent gloom 
so I become mute cloud that drifts alone. 

Pure cloud of my most sacred memory 
will soon stitch veil of frost across my vale, 
but hides warm blush of spring in shadowed folds 
while Death leans casually against stout bough 
with coy repose of knowledge I must learn 
that writhes long-buried in grave of my heart. 

While we discuss slow spinning of the Earth 
in crenellate shade of the garden wall 
we feel the sudden gust of lonely wind 
bear our unanchored souls into the sky 
so we gazed shocked at valley of tall trees 
where river of life flows to sea of death. 

Trapped in the stony dream-cache of my heart, 
I find all the missing people of time 
imprisoned in the cave of sunless sorrow, 
so I play lyre of Mercury and sing 
to lead them from dark underworld of fear 
but none can follow me from grave of death. 

Webbed darkness of the forest round the lake 
diverts my journey to its hungry cave 
where I extract from sorrow of my heart 
diamonds of faith that gleam with clarity 
as my soul floats on bright oblivious waves 
along with time river of skeletons.