Life-Giver Of Everywhere

Life-Giver Of Everywhere
© Surazeus
2025 10 19

What special favor time may ask of me 
I will not sell in exchange for the key 
that opens portal of far-leaping faith 
so I can find the ancient psychic path 
down which I dance with brave Icarian wings 
to crumbling temple where the blind girl sings. 

Yet time still pesters me with tempting wealth 
through sprites that follow me with clumsy stealth 
to trick my eyes with glamorous reward 
at subtle harmony of the star chord 
which vibrates far across the universe 
as vaccine administered by the nurse. 

Despite how time attempts to thwart my plans 
to gather and unite wild highland clans, 
I carry treasure that embodies truth 
defined by state of intellectual swath 
emblazed across vast meadow of glass towers 
where lost refugees wander among flowers. 

Since fear explodes from factories of hope 
in billowed blooms of desire-tangled rope, 
Orion chases demon of despair 
up forever-winding heaven-bound stair 
to build from shadows of electric woods 
cloud puzzles invented by humble gods. 

Shocked by how fast our bodies age and die, 
Cassandra waits on bridge of the god eye 
to ask each passing traveler why fate 
contrives to lure our frantic fall in hate, 
but no one answers riddle of her heart 
so she weeps and tears up deceptive chart. 

Because he knows these spells contain no code 
that programs how our brains perceive the road, 
he kneels before idol of the blind god 
and offers loyalty of his gold rod 
as guaranty that time will crush our souls 
to swirling dust kicked up by hoofs of foals. 

From pyramid of ever-shifting cubes 
Fire Serpent rises above web of tubes 
where she unfetters wings of flower songs 
which illustrate morality of wrongs 
that spread from Life-Giver of Everywhere 
as sunrays that nurture fruit trees of care. 

Our world adorned with skeins of holy light 
weaves psychic bodies in matrix of right 
so divine colors restore inner sense 
with mythic vision of dream recompense 
that we share with good people we love most 
whose absence glimmers as the eyeless ghost.