Mindless Sky Of Love

Mindless Sky Of Love
© Surazeus
2025 06 29

Fireworks of my heart explode in the sky 
to shatter vision of America 
that shimmers as illusion of fair play 
contrived by code through esoterica 
from doctrine of justice for everyone 
equal under law designed by dead gods. 

New blades of grass sprout green in the bare spot 
of dirt where I had dug out the dead tree 
and tossed it withered by the quiet street 
where sunlight on asphalt of solitude 
erases manifestoes of art schools 
in favor of the heart-enchanting cry. 

The aging mother with curly black hair, 
streaked with silver from sibylline moonlight, 
lifts glass pan from hot oven of desire 
with fresh-baked butter cake that scents the house 
with festive sense of summer holiday 
that fills our hearts with pleasure of the way. 

While nearness pauses flash of pulsing waves 
we breathe extensive distance of bright stars 
outlined against gold afterglow of hope 
amazingly awake through dreams of bells 
that measure sweetness of new peaceful hills 
encased by sorrow of the floating moon. 

No marvel hides strange fellowship of faith 
we share with hugeness of expanding hearts 
since death contrives kind secrecies of love 
which bond our hearts with shared experience 
despite keen disappearances of time 
that wear the whole truth of the humming sun. 

Here only freedom purchased by the song, 
repressing credit equal to strange years, 
reveals true nature of each frantic soul 
who plays their role of sudden theater 
when faced with transcendent catastrophes 
that mask forever-smile of honesty. 

We carry hearts of strangers we first meet 
without obsessive fear of raunchy fate 
since words of wonder keep hot stars apart 
with deepest secret of the laughing book 
that no one knows before the unlocked door 
which opens to the mindless sky of love. 

The sky knows not my kind hypocrisy 
beneath the suddenly dancing fruit tree 
while we swing in the hammock of twilight 
to watch fireworks exploding in the sky 
so every spark of intense memory 
molds new illusion of America.