New Prophet Of Avalon

New Prophet Of Avalon
© Surazeus
2025 12 25

Delicate beauty of uncertain thoughts 
preserved as blest gifts by pious robots 
sanctifies fear of death on Christmas Eve 
when refugees from war refuse to grieve 
for twisted sacredness of reverent prayer 
while huddled in snowed field with the warm mare. 

Young girl in the middle of weeping people 
sees red-winged angel on the broken steeple, 
aware of her body in bitter wind, 
shivering with her clan where oak trends bend, 
so she declares with bold prophetic voice 
that the Lion comes to teach us free choice. 

Her bowed head with shaggy snow-frosted curls 
begins to glow with souls of countless worlds 
as she floats above faces of her clan, 
gathered in small circle on hostile plain, 
and sings enchanting hymn of global peace, 
cloaked in innocence of the Golden Fleece. 

For people who once possessed everything, 
but have lost their homes to the Royal Ring, 
we open our arms with welcoming love 
with hope to live in paradise above, 
though we wander lost in waste land of faith, 
far west from cathedral of the God Wraith. 

Young girl with terrible wings of despair 
opens her hand with the rainbow-blazed pear, 
then smiles with beatific joy of pure light 
when star-forged crown, borne by the river sprite, 
spirals above her head with divine glow 
that luminates faces in shocking snow. 

Soaring into clouds of cruel tenderness, 
young girl ascends with wings of Icarus 
to fly east across ocean of wild storms 
through Realm of Ideas with concept forms 
to float above square of the Vatican 
where priest in scarlet gown rules Babylon. 

Young girl in black gown with soul of Kwan Yin 
presents Star Pear of original sin 
that radiates divine energy of truth, 
tended in Eden by messiah sleuth, 
which transforms the Lion into the Lamb, 
framed through illusion of the hologram. 

Returning home to hills of Oregon, 
young girl bears new prophet of Avalon 
who chronicles history of life on Earth 
in crystal sphere that records every birth 
each hour another human soul appears 
from Mother who sculpts our names from her tears.