Weaving Nests Of Sorrow

Weaving Nests Of Sorrow
© Surazeus
2025 10 06

Birds always seem to know the reason why 
rivers dance with blind spirits of the sky 
while weaving nests of sorrow from the wild 
in solemn honor of the wandering child 
who treasures in his hand the last world orange 
that ripens from the ancient tree in Stonehenge. 

From round temple hall on the sunlit peak, 
that preserves sacred scrolls he longs to seek, 
Phoebus gazes at river vale of mist 
where he and the sweet water girl once kissed 
in subtle passion of soft Autumn breeze 
that transforms apple hearts to rigid keys. 

Though earthquakes shatter illusion of power 
causing towers to fall, but not the flower, 
Phoebus designs well-ordered city maze 
where everyone who wants to can stargaze 
to live well without insecurity 
by working together for Liberty. 

Assembled with the loyal revenant, 
who sing psalms without ersatz sentiment, 
we build on ruins of our lost empire 
brave democracy of the Testifier 
whose riddles reveal wisdom of the stars 
preserved in anecdotes of sad memoirs. 

After dancing on the tightrope of desire 
to sing with Death in the heavenly choir, 
Phoebus explores the old castle of stone 
with hope to call God on the telephone, 
but instead sings hymn of the Divine Self 
preserved in books on the library shelf. 

Pausing on the highest point of the world, 
Phoebus reviews his life as cosmic herald, 
achieved while walking winding road of fate 
by crossing wild rivers with his soul mate 
who reveals they cannot backtrack the past 
for all creatures of time will die at last. 

Aghast at horrible things cruel men do 
in attempt to control the ingenue, 
whose spirit represents the holy land 
tended by stewards of the guardian hand, 
Phoebus legislates inalienable right 
of women to control their hearts of light. 

Choosing to master mental dominance 
to avoid fame-entangled prominence, 
Phoebus records chronicle of events 
describing war of kings and penitents 
till orphaned children find amusement park 
while he weeps at song of the meadowlark.