Second Coming Of Mercury

Second Coming Of Mercury
© Surazeus
2025 10 05

Disabled by strange smile of ocean tides, 
I meditate among humming plum trees 
to understand the sound of silent wind 
which animates our bodies with brave pride 
in vain attempt to share forgiveness 
before second coming of Mercury. 

Though aching heart of sorrow wakes from dream 
by strong scent of hibiscus at midnight, 
I gaze through telescope of ardent faith 
at planet floating over sea of eyes 
where children play chase in ruins of truth 
before second coming of Mercury. 

She lifts anguish-soft petal to her nose 
while sitting on grave where her mother sleeps, 
then steeps it in hot water to brew tea 
she sips while sniffing pungent scent of time 
that pulses through her periodic blood 
before second coming of Mercury. 

Most days her mind of melons in hot fields 
dismeasures censured state of wretchedness 
through calm discretion of amusing code 
forsaken by mask of beauty she steals 
because she hopes to connect all our minds 
before second coming of Mercury. 

With hyper caution of the treasured key 
she photographs faceless specters of faith 
who dance in dervish spirals of respect 
for something more immense than mountain souls 
unwinding spool of frantic memories 
before second coming of Mercury. 

Arrived at indecision warriors trade 
for subtle knowing of our hopelessness, 
she shares strange vision of reality 
more true than dreams our eyes invent from light 
since all we need is bread and hot beef stew 
before second coming of Mercury. 

Unloosened web of spiral surgencies 
reveals sly origami puzzle games 
we choose to play with haughty urgency 
to find the empty diamond of the mind 
that fuels the piston engine of progress 
before second coming of Mercury. 

Cheerfulness disguised as bitter contempt 
alerts my sense for high activity 
that drives my journey to the Promised Land 
with temperate ambition to rule Earth 
while hiding alone in cavern of tricks 
before second coming of Mercury.