Garden Of The Laughing Tree

Garden Of The Laughing Tree
© Surazeus
2025 09 11

The normal day the sun decides to rise 
from swamp of my heart to illuminate 
endless rows of houses where children wake, 
I walk in garden of the laughing tree 
and ask if anyone knows we are free 
since each choice we assert designs our fate. 

Though green explodes from seed of energy 
to blanket the waste land of humming sand 
in fruit trees heavy with solemnity, 
I dance in garden of the laughing tree 
and scatter words of riddles on the land 
which grow into tower of the glass skull. 

Despite succession of the holy seer 
to reign as wizard of the thinking stone 
from which humanity will spring at dawn, 
I crawl in garden of the laughing tree 
beneath the twisted gate of gleaming pearls 
to give fresh apples to the lonely horse. 

Since we can never return to the past 
and cling with passion to what may not last 
yet shimmers potently in eager hearts, 
I pray in garden of the laughing tree 
for health and long life of people I love 
which includes every soul alive on Earth. 

If lost ship of my heart still sails away 
ten thousand years back to the age of gods 
who wear gold crowns with jewels of compassion, 
I lurk in garden of the laughing tree 
with bold perfection of electric eyes 
which helps me see weird truth of everything. 

Since tangled string of memory fate weaves 
preserves strange stories of our hungry hearts 
encoded in false fairy tales of trust, 
I wait in garden of the laughing tree 
for mad Orpheus with his broken lyre 
to number our homes on the signless road. 

The way smoke billows from the fallen towers 
to write the moral of our tragic tale 
on fractured mirror of the boundless sky, 
I howl in garden of the laughing tree 
to watch how Icarus falls from the window 
as if he thinks humanity can fly. 

While Tethys wanders on the grassy beach 
with jar of apple cider in her hand 
from which she drinks to ease heartache at death, 
I sing in garden of the laughing tree 
to lure her heart back from the sea of fear 
so I cuddle her in my loving arms.