Excessive Beams Of Light

Excessive Beams Of Light
© Surazeus
2025 07 23

Too deep in the labyrinth for you to find me, 
I map weird journey of the human soul 
to find the ancient treasure of my heart 
still buried in my tangled memories 
that spur conceptual action of my hope 
each day I wake alive in world of dreams. 

Exactly west beyond the fallen wall, 
where piston engines chug in hungry hope, 
I walk the narrow sidewalk of despair 
to find the Prince of Darkness in my heart 
so I can weave excessive beams of light 
in wings I spread to soar into the sky. 

Though I breathe deep ethereal soul of truth 
that should lift high my fragile frame of flesh, 
I fall back down to solid bounds of why, 
still trapped in frail meat-skeleton of faith, 
so I howl wordless hymn of agony 
while climbing mountains on the Isle of Skye. 

Too far above the maze of city streets 
where I competed in fierce game of wealth, 
I stand unclothed of social fortitude 
entirely west against flames of sunrise 
despite programming visions of the stone 
to translate prophecies of the blind toad. 

Awake in frame of flesh my mother wove 
from skeins of platitudes in fairy tales, 
I build wood ship to sail the seven seas 
by following bright stars of divine truth 
that guide my journey to the Promised Land 
where angels welcome me to paradise. 

Assyria to Oregon I transcend 
ten thousand years of psychic energy 
by growing crops from soil of solitude 
to build empires of warriors seeking fame, 
though all great kings with jeweled crowns of pride 
crumble into sand on the beach at last. 

Constructing castles from bones of despair 
as walls of Heaven to protect my clan, 
I dream of building paradise on Earth, 
but weep as centuries of silent rain 
erode social security to ruins 
where ghosts of my ancestors haunt my heart. 

We generate new life from eager hope 
that children of our hearts my dwell in peace, 
but greedy men destroy Heaven we built 
and drive us out to wander far from home, 
forever homeless on this spinning globe, 
so we gather on the lake shore to sing.