Angel Blood Of Truth © Surazeus 2025 08 16 When I am old and on the verge of death I will travel back through spiral of time to meet young hopeful version of myself and embrace my breast while I weep with love, then fill my heart with courage to endure long journey where I lose before I gain. Now that I near the end of my life road I turn back to see how I lived each day traveling my land sea to shining sea as I created with craft of my hands safe garden home from vision of my heart so my children may live after I die. From nothing I constructed sturdy home that shelter souls of my children and spouse from hostile forces of weather and fear by building empire with surrounding walls that enclose the whole world in paradise though time will erase us all from its dream. Though stone of fear, bound to my soul with hate, drags me down into swirling sea of hope, I cut myself loose from doctrines of pride to emerge from lightless depths of despair and walk again on road of fate I blaze, pregnant with stary-eyed goddess of the sky. On iridescent thoughts of angel wings I walk among world crowd of staring eyes to fight against injustice of blind greed with fierce attention to needs of their hearts so with full hands of generous respect I bestow gifts of the stars for their growth. From cave of sorrows in waste land of fear I walk the signless road to Wonderland where I fight thieves and tyrants in the rain till new star of my fate shines in the sky bestowing grace of wisdom on my head in diamond of insight that guides my way. By right of birth with angel blood of truth, beamed in my heart with holy sword of faith, I forge vast empire of lost refugees who build flourishing gardens of fruit trees that spread from temple on the ziggurat where I watch over people of my land. Against all odds of brutal obstacles, hurled at my heart with grasping hands of greed, I overcome assassins wielding rage to stand tall on high mountain of the truth with Lamp of Liberty and Book of Deeds to guard fertile land of Zarathia.
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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