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.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Thursday, May 22, 2025
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Orpheus and Ophelia relax on shore of the River Styx and reflect our their long journey to Elysium.
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