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Tuesday, January 13, 2026

God In Temporary Form

God In Temporary Form
© Surazeus
2026 01 13

Untethered from strange taste of ancient fruit 
when I hang from my tail in Tree of Life, 
I descend to Earth on angelic wings 
to fly upright in surging waves of change 
where I learn to walk on feet of firm faith 
because I see my face glow in bright clouds. 

Faint twang of words I speak with holy breath 
vibrates through frame of flesh that binds my soul 
with writhing beams of moonlight on dark lake, 
still weightless on soft undulating waves 
ten thousand years after I wake from dream 
through evolution as I become god. 

I wonder what pain of my body means 
that pulses bold with fierce intent to grasp 
elusive ghost of flashing energy 
that fills my mind with sudden state of being 
through clear insight at what my brain perceives 
so I speak word that creates why I am. 

Gold cloud of bees hum soft with anxious hope 
from potent passion of hungry desire 
at shock of insight that strikes at my heart 
as perfect omen that frames puzzling thoughts 
encased in vision of my crafting act 
which I perform with gesture of good faith. 

Enclosed by limited bounds of my being, 
my spirit shivers at sharp gust of breath 
that fills my frame with vast industrial cold, 
assumed when arrogant ghost in my breast 
asserts aggressive need to progress forth 
against harsh wind that beats against my face. 

Ten million years I spiral into being 
by speaking words my brain invents to mean 
conceptual objects I perceive as real 
when I point to fear-tangled limbs of hope 
and say "Tree" as I hold three fingers up, 
true shelter of trust where we hold our tryst. 

With each word I invent my brain creates 
complex landscape of plants and animals 
who roam among trees by rivers in vales 
between mountains where clouds drench us in rain 
that fills our bodies with intense desire 
to hold each other with passionate love. 

I crawl from womb of mother in the cave 
ten thousand generations to transcend 
each mortal body as immortal genes 
transforming to wingless angel from ape 
by singing hymns to idol of the man 
who first plays god in temporary form. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus remembers when his mother taught him how to sing as they gathered eggs on the ocean beach.

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