Evolving Fish To God

Evolving Fish To God
© Surazeus
2025 08 31

Startled by how fast the world spins in space, 
I sip hot chocolate on the river shore 
and listen to weird ghosts of carolers 
sing sweetly in the hot late summer night 
about the birth of the heir to the king 
who will lounge in safe castles till he dies. 

Eager to understand why devils laugh 
while dancing with abandon of the mad 
in sparkling sorrow of the waterfall, 
I pet the stray kitten in the bookstore 
while people wander lost in Wonderland 
to find the oldest woman in the world. 

Amazed at beauty of the human race 
that blooms in rich variety of forms, 
I make one puppet for each human soul 
to play their part in pageant of desire 
with fierce expression of their blazing eyes 
at tragic consequence of bitter fate. 

Amused at strangeness of electric stars, 
I lie alone beneath the boundless sky 
and watch the Pleiades glitter with joy 
as apples hanging in the tree of life 
where swift Orion stops to rest a while 
who weeps because his shy sister is lost. 

Hungry to consume words of ancient tales, 
I turn my bare face to the urgent sky 
to feel eccentric drops of frantic rain 
construct assertive format of my mind 
while I break bread with hands of honest faith 
to feed eight billion people of the Earth. 

Absolved of sordid sins my heart denies, 
though I do what I must do to survive, 
I walk two thousand seven hundred miles 
from Seattle to Denver to Miami 
where I float on my back in the clear sea 
and remember evolving fish to god. 

Astonished at the way our world view shifts 
expansive scope of faith at shock of truth 
that reframes how my brain perceives the world, 
I assemble vast puzzle from weird facts 
that redefines the meaning of our being 
in virtual model of the multiverse. 

Embarrassed that my Self might not exist 
as more that figment of my imagination, 
I wear crystal mask of Zeus Cosmetes 
at the wild fantastic Halloween party 
that lasts ten thousand years of history, 
then trudge home and fall asleep on my lawn.