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Thursday, September 11, 2025

Safe Way Through Hell

Safe Way Through Hell
© Surazeus
2025 09 11

When darkness of the world consumes my heart 
with aching sadness of the swirling sea, 
I sit beside the sparkling mountain stream 
and watch faceless ghosts of people I love 
go about their daily routines of work 
amid the ruins of our paradise. 

If I go back home to Romania 
to walk again high misty mountain vales 
I may escape to my lost paradise 
to dwell safe far from madness of the world 
when gangs of rich men hiding in glass towers 
change the rules so they can exploit the people. 

When demon of depression grasps my heart 
with fear-sharpened claws of bitter despair, 
I hibernate in dark cave of blind faith 
that evil people will all kill each other 
and leave good people to get on with life 
tending apple trees and singing at dusk. 

Wading knee-deep in snow-cold gushing stream, 
bare feet gripping the smooth slippery stones, 
I catch the wriggling fish with hungry hands 
then hold it up to slanting rays of light 
and ponder how it symbolizes truth 
that we must catch and consume to grow wise. 

I watch bright flicker of my inner thoughts 
flash gold on surface of the flowing stream 
to analyze long journey of my life 
when I explore strange vastness of our globe 
filled with people fighting wars to control 
fertile production of children and food. 

Amazed at beauty of the natural world, 
I try to ignore with nonchalant gaze 
vast sprawl of the metropolitan maze 
that teems with messy volatility 
of humans striving to achieve success 
through brutal battle of fate till we die. 

Brave adoration of the human soul, 
which animates heart of the common folk 
who struggle to survive hostile conflicts, 
inspires my mind to analyze weird laws 
that frame process of social dynamism 
essential to growth of civilization. 

Because Romania is too far away 
for me to return to my ancient home 
where my ancestors lived ten thousand years, 
I map the crazy messiness of life 
to organize features in grand world view 
so we can navigate safe way through Hell. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus ponders the meaning of life while he fishes in the snow-fed gushing stream in the misty valley high in the Cascade Mountains of the Pacific Northwest.

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