Have To Change My Life

Have To Change My Life
© Surazeus
2025 10 14

Every ten years I have to change my life 
to preserve excessive light of my soul, 
though bruised and battered by games of success 
that seal my spirit in beautiful shadow 
as I carve vision of my heart on walls 
till happiness beams from my fractured eye. 

Though the sun is no great eye watching me 
struggle against relentless tides of change, 
I release urgent shadow of my heart 
that runs against finality of death 
as star-eyed wolf who knows the sacred way 
through broken doors of twisted corridors. 

Though people believe river rocks are dying 
with glossy temper of crystalized brains, 
I know they are alive with ancient souls 
born at the big bang of expanding truth, 
so dreams provide structure to shape the world 
since ghosts complain about echo of time. 

Nymphs who lounge in fake museum trees 
believe our strange world will go on forever 
so I write their prophecies in glass books 
to highlight gorgeous anguish of true love 
designed by luminous phantom of hope 
as doctrines adopted by new world church. 

Thus I drink wine from small three-legged grails, 
hoping to remove grief that humans die, 
while priests store artefacts of long-lost myths 
in cobwebbed tombs of now-unworshipped gods 
who perform primeval dance about death 
while cows chew grass on misty hills at dawn. 

To entertain questions on how to live 
without inheritance from aging kings, 
he applies for art workshop fellowships 
with plan to categorize forms of things 
by tagging objects with strict ideograms 
which connects every language on Earth. 

Each time the black wolf appears in my dreams, 
I study aura radiant with weird spells 
that vibrates soundlessly from unrung bells 
despite clear memory of you I cherish, 
invented by quaint instrument of faith 
stuck in my heart as rose thorn of respect. 

These secrets we must never choose to share 
reveal how fast our bodies pulse with love 
when we encounter souls our hearts adore 
at random on the winding road of life 
where we hold hands and walk on anywhere 
without obsession for changing our lives.