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Thursday, May 22, 2025

Watch Gold Water Flow

Watch Gold Water Flow
© Surazeus
2025 05 22

If we walk together on road of life 
while sharing stories of our alone times, 
we might find that our independent hearts 
become entangled by the words we speak 
which form the transient trail of breadcrumbs 
that hungry birds of memory love to eat. 

Now that we share wings of innocent flight 
while wandering in the wilderness of fate 
we cannot separate from warm embrace 
that binds our souls with passionate respect 
for this familiar stranger we adore 
who springs to life from idol of hard clay. 

Lost in bright shadows of the Everywhere, 
with alien self who mirrors our desire, 
we explore beyond walls of paradise 
as we compose our secret tales in dust 
explaining thoughts that motivate our play 
which leaves our bodies heavy in soft grass. 

Though we have wandered far beyond the known 
to map the strange world with our eager feet, 
we find that we shall always feel at home 
in every shady grove by every stream 
where we relax one hour of endless time, 
holding hands as we watch gold water flow. 

While we are always maudlin with sweet love, 
trapped in safe sentimental state of mind, 
we shield our hearts from hostile arrogance 
with fierce expedience of the paranoid 
through cautious attention of startled fear 
to violent monsters always lurking near. 

We need to grow beyond soft sentiment 
to shield our fragile spirits from attack 
through calm assertion of selfless intent 
without allowing cynical regard 
to corrupt our strong compassionate faith 
so we can survive indifference of Nature. 

This urgent process of cautious respect 
provides clear-eyed analysis of danger 
that luminates the safest unmapped way 
we navigate over rugged terrain 
on our sacred quest for the Tree of Life 
that blossoms with fruit as gift of the Earth. 

Lounging together on lush river shore 
where we feast on delicious fruit of hope, 
beneath the boundless cerulean sky 
where clouds reflect our fondest memories, 
we watch gold water flow in change of time 
that carries our souls to the sea of dreams. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus and Ophelia relax on shore of the River Styx and reflect our their long journey to Elysium.

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