Faceless Ghosts Of Faith

Faceless Ghosts Of Faith
© Surazeus
2025 07 12

When the red skimmer dragonfly alights 
on edge of my book to gaze in my eyes 
and seek the true facts about my weird life, 
I sell nostalgia to the hungry souls 
who seek to understand the precious thoughts 
that drive me mad with wisdom of the sky. 

Souls of all my ancestors in one ghost 
wind clock-spring cobwebs of my dreamless mind 
to unfreeze undulating wheel of time 
which teaches my heart wisdom of old pain 
with creak of wings that crack idol of faith 
too like my fake face carved in effigy. 

Stuck in the Garden called Gethsemane 
with the cup of sorrow I wish to drink, 
I give my twisted heart to my true love 
who reaches down into the underworld 
to grasp my hand and lift me from my doom 
so we can drink and dance on rain-wet grass. 

Thus I unthink the roaming storm of fear 
that wanders carelessly across our land 
wrecking destruction of uncertainty 
when people swim in sudden flood of truth 
that washes all we built far out to sea 
where we become fish skeletons of death. 

Yet, calm in sturdy riverboat of faith, 
I glide across the waveless gleam of light 
that shimmers clear with glass of ancient minds 
frustrated that dark shadows of desire 
writhe still concealed in books of holy writ 
which bloom as apple trees from muddy shores. 

Out of that empty sky our eyes fall slow 
with snowflake dizziness of anguished hope 
for metaphysic birds from humble hills 
unfolding endless pages of new books 
that help us center our wild hearts with love 
in piles of leaves that rustle in the breeze. 

Bent over chessboard of world history, 
I note how kings maneuver gangs of thieves 
while I play blindfolded against kind Death 
who shows me angels on telephone poles 
hung from electric wires of ardency 
through voices from the faceless ghosts of faith. 

Stuck in the hell loop of my random life, 
reliving every moment when I failed 
to play standard role of obedient fool, 
I tear off black robe of false penitence 
and dance with wild abandon of the lost 
when I find myself deep inside my heart.