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Sunday, November 9, 2025

Eye Of The Rainbow Stone

Eye Of The Rainbow Stone
© Surazeus
2025 11 09

Without sweet sorrow of eglantine flowers 
my heart cannot remember fear of death, 
so I too bravely wander in the world 
despite alarm of caution in my heart 
that blares at sight of anything unknown, 
though I peer through eye of the rainbow stone. 

Three times each day I pray to God of Death 
who wakes my heart to beauty of this world 
so I perceive true essence of each thing 
that radiates nuclear spirit of the sun 
as I investigate nature of life 
that glitters in eye of the rainbow stone. 

Though my soul was conceived beneath that star 
which guides eccentric fate of wanderers, 
I play both prince and pauper in the world 
through romance of transcending poverty 
by working hard with crafting hands of hope 
to draw wealth from eye of the rainbow stone. 

Since pleasure of true love has been no more 
that whisper of the drowsy summer breeze, 
I incarnate deep joy from ache of pain 
to warm my heart on bitter winter nights 
by laughing as I sing with hungry angst, 
trapped by dream in eye of the rainbow stone. 

When I find brave Brunhilde with sea-wild eyes 
surrounded by high ring of flaming fire, 
I wrestle Death with courage of desire 
to free her from horrible truth of death 
till horn blast of my heart breaks prison walls 
as foretold by eye of the rainbow stone. 

Still lost in mist Death only can breathe clear, 
I lead Brunhilde through dark wire-tangled maze 
to secret Garden of Gethsemane 
where Odin hangs from the cosmic ash tree 
as sacrifice to save humanity 
from demon in eye of the rainbow stone. 

While clutching bayonet of national pride, 
I charge through howling hordes of warriors 
to find myself in grim Plutonian cave 
before awful face of Persephone 
who gives me pomegranate of respect 
that blossoms from eye of the rainbow stone. 

Insouciant that Brunhilde may ever love 
courageous honor of my warrior soul, 
I stand as guardian at the pearly gates 
while angels play harps in grand mirrored halls 
though millions starve from sea to shining sea, 
nameless ghosts in eye of the rainbow stone. 




1 comment:

  1. Orpheus directs documentary about soldiers who write poetry while fighting in the trenches of the first world war to celebrate the life-death of patriotism.

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