With Spirit Of Mercury

With Spirit Of Mercury
© Surazeus
2025 08 28

If I fall from Heaven and crash on Earth 
in blow that hollows out space for my soul, 
I will hide wings of sorrow in my heart 
so I may walk the signless road of time 
to understand how bodies bloom and fade 
through surge of growth and crumbling of decay. 

With spirit of Mercury in my heart 
I fly on frantic feet of fortitude 
to map our spinning globe composed of dreams 
that human brains weave from experiences 
in animated tapestries of hope 
that chronicle our quest for Wonderland. 

Forever through the endless maze of myths 
I search for persona face that presents 
intimate contours of my secret soul 
so I reveal innate nature of my mind 
in mask that shields my heart from searing pain 
when I whistle nonchalantly in rain. 

Before locked temple door of honesty 
I wait for goddess of my aching heart 
to heed my plaintive cry for amnesty 
for actions I perform to save her life 
till she appears in blaze of divinity 
to reinstate my role in her grand court. 

I walk east to follow the rising sun 
one hundred thousand years of mountain trails 
from Africa across Persia and India 
to climb the towering peaks of Guilin 
where I eat peaches and sing for Kwan Yin, 
then chase the sun west to the Caspian Sea. 

I pave the road of my ancestral quest 
with skulls of my fathers solid as stone 
ten thousand miles from sea to shining sea 
to build foundation of my world empire 
where every human fights for liberty 
to gather in grand temple of Ishtar. 

These visions of the past one million years 
flash in sunlight on surface of the lake 
as mirror that reflects weird memories 
for how my ancestors survived each day 
which program how I live my life today 
in endless journey to the Promised Land. 

After falling from Heaven without wings 
one hundred thousand years of history 
I lie on my back on the grassy lawn 
and listen to the ceaseless river sing, 
then translate its song into human code 
so I can navigate way back to Heaven.