Space Of Wordless Seem © Surazeus 2025 07 16 Stark voice of loss that echoes in the room reveals expansive space of wordless seem contrived by obvious lesson of false peace, though we recall through prayers that never cease relentless waves of time that beat our hearts with subtle pulse of shadow-beaming parts. Should my confusing memories of your face vanish from my dream book without a trace, I might miss one last chance to be redeemed before blinding gloss of fate is condemned because I dare to play the sacrament decoded from tropes of my testament. Our children whirl in circles of wild joy inside library of the manic toy who leads procession of the holy fool through sorrow-cracked doors of the empty school too late to earn redemption from the crow who leads our journey in the bloody snow. Still bent in concentration of the clown, Morpheus ponders why our thoughts contain ideal illusions rendered through fraught verse based on brilliant wings of the sourceless curse erasing splendor our teachers acquire from haze of radiance on the ocean shore. Bright diamonds we extract from rancid caves declare balanced uselessness of sad waves for how the shadow god born in hot mud lingers on buzzing margin of the wood, caught in fitful gusts of suggestive wind long after we escape from tricks of the mind. Each spiraled episode of manic speech that motivates my laughter on the beach conceals assertive ambulance toward death uncalculated through words of the wraith who sends snowflakes of pointless provenance wound tight by axis of trapped innocence. Expansive cosmos cluttered with frail worlds, crowded like Earth with coltish cosmic heralds, churns planets from eclectic womb of fate so we join pageant with the horse-trot gait though lacking trepidation to stretch time enough for angels to cleanse hate of slime. No lady now with stolen wings of pain climbs stairway to Heaven in bitter rain, so we assemble in the ring of stones to worship skeleton of dragon bones in ritual that revives Goddess of Truth who appoints me cautious messiah sleuth.
Wednesday, July 16, 2025
Space Of Wordless Seem
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Orpheus finds Goddess of Truth at the foot of the stairway to Heaven, who is hesitant to get trapped in the celestial court by the old god jealous of her unwanted fame.
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