True To My Secret Self

True To My Secret Self
© Surazeus
2025 12 12

True to my secret self against all odds, 
I savor sparkle of mist on my face 
from endless melodies of waterfalls 
that measure vastness of my consciousness 
wide as the swirling sea with each new chance 
by which I mold weird fortune into fate. 

Down endless street of arrogant dismay 
I walk past swords of angels made of flame 
to follow Morning Star of righteousness 
while floating wingless in hypnotic trance 
by singing hymns that wake the dead from dream 
who wonder at the blood that stains my coat. 

Dressed in black lace dress of elegant grace, 
Death walks beside me on my road of life, 
revealing beauty in each mundane thing 
since sunlight glows on walls of silent stone 
so I clap hands in rhythm with sea waves 
because the wind takes all my parts away. 

Time scatters me on tragic plain of faith 
though I inspire celestial breath with fear 
so people born long after I have died 
assemble fragments of my memories 
to build their own new personality 
encased in faceless monument of Me. 

Because each Me I live as each new day 
emerges bright from stone of haughty grief, 
I drink from sparkling fountain in the square 
while strangers watch my face appear from rain 
so I strum lyre of Mercury with joy 
through call for truth in valley of my heart. 

Secure in realm of sudden consciousness 
that sings through tree of affectionate trust, 
I publish our undeniable tale 
based on sincere candor of crumbling cliffs 
because divine insight broadcast by Death 
remains unpublished through dire prophecy. 

Trained as calm architect of healthy homes, 
I build cathedral of human despair 
where sorrows embodied in human minds 
correct assertion of the holy fool 
through maladjusted hours of wizardry 
because rain writes my misery in flowers. 

Without strong angel wings on which to fly, 
swooping high over hot telephone lines, 
I study nonsense of the human heart 
that wants true love against reason of faith 
so we share drinks in moonlight on the snow 
while never exposing failures in tales.