Weird Energy Of Faith

Weird Energy Of Faith
© Surazeus
2025 10 01

Alone in grove of maple trees at noon 
she stares down in the dark bottomless well 
where the meaningless horror about truth 
glitters silver as mirror of her mind 
reflecting timeless beauty of the sky 
that ripples solemnly from falling tears. 

Because time flows as slow as sparkling stream 
that quivers beneath canopy of leaves, 
she winds the clock with tight contingency 
so gears of fierce intensity click soft 
through calm unwinding of infinity 
that ticks each passing moment of lost faith. 

Besides the letter she receives each month 
that details exploration of the world, 
she reads the slender volume of quaint verse 
expressing passion of the princess bride 
who stands on cliff of gusting wind with pride 
before she leaps from faith into the light. 

False positive of sudden pregnancy 
corrupts her peaceful arrogance of faith 
with haughty compassion for anyone 
who walks the rugged road of anywhere 
beyond the far horizon of despair, 
and then she sighs and turns another page. 

Across the windy moor of honesty, 
followed by the blind raven of desire, 
she hurries toward nowhere with measured steps 
to ask the old man on the broken rock 
why he keeps shouting her classified name 
to lure Orpheus from the Underworld. 

Accepting ticket for the country train 
with trembling hand covered by black lace glove, 
she turns away from locked door of his heart 
and waits on platform with the hungry ghosts 
who wonder if she has fallen from grace 
despite her frail crown of civility. 

One hundred years after she was not born 
as gentle daughter of the magistrate, 
she walks the wagon road in Idaho 
toward the white-painted house among tall pines 
where she plays piano for the blind god 
and sings, "I come to the garden alone." 

Death always walks beside us in the world 
so we choose to savor beauty of truth 
that shimmers wordlessly through everything 
which vibrates with weird energy of faith 
to motivate our journey beyond fear 
when she holds my hand and smiles in my eyes.