Hear Voice Of Iblis

Hear Voice Of Iblis
© Surazeus
2025 10 04

I hear voice of Iblis in desert wind, 
that sings across the waste land of false hopes, 
explain that, though humans are fragile beings 
who all grow sick and eventually die, 
we shine so bright while we are still alive, 
and leave glow of our souls in songs we sing. 

Since we are fragile snowflakes of the stars, 
that fall in spirals of elegant grace 
to sparkle in the holy pond of souls, 
we visualize abstraction of the world 
in arcane metaphors of fruit-rich trees 
through sketch of atoms swerving in the void. 

Bright iridescent beetle of my heart 
reveals ephemera of tales we share 
while gathered round the glowing fire of thought 
to analyze how we explore the hills 
till we build virtual model of the world 
composed of concepts embodied by words. 

Incarnate in this body of soft flesh, 
my bright immortal soul of tangled genes 
unravels stitches of strange memories 
to comprehend pure vastness of the world 
contained in precious words subject to hope 
through endless turning of seasons we grow. 

We walk toward mountains of our misty faith 
by breathing spirit of the silent sun 
to build our homes along the signless road 
where children of our dreams may safely play 
inside the haven walls of paradise 
assaulted by wild gangs of hungry thieves. 

If we would understand our urgent prayers, 
we deconstruct empire of restless fear 
that drives us to build temples for mad gods 
who fund construction of the harbor town 
from which we sail to map far alien lands 
where jesters advise kings to trade, not fight. 

Dazzled by delicate mist of the lake 
that rises from deep mirror of my mind, 
I sing brave anthem of courageous pride 
to praise amazing beauty of the heart 
because our bodies dissipate to dust 
that sparkles as it swirls into the sky. 

In love with moon goddess as her ghost seer, 
who tends lush garden of our memories, 
I drive my body in forest of dreams 
where disembodied spirits of the night 
translate the voice of Iblis into songs 
that teach me to love strangeness of this world.