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Saturday, January 3, 2026

Temple Of One Mother World

Temple Of One Mother World
© Surazeus
2026 01 03

I stand inside the stillness of your heart 
to feel translucent beauty of the world 
illuminate the countless conscious souls 
who swirl around in hurricanes of dreams 
that cycle through transforming states of being 
till gods of nations dissipate to faith. 

As fading afterthought of social change, 
I am no more than memory of dawn light 
that traces path of hope in maze of streets 
to faintly grow in shell of hopeful home 
that scatters into butterflies of time 
who seek the garden though it vanishes. 

I leap outside the stillness of my heart 
to spread wide clumsy wings of loyal faith, 
though social forces toss my fragile soul 
in random swirls of frantic energy 
beyond all symbols of forgotten myths 
till I become stone idol of your god. 

Though Fortune knocks at door of bitter faith 
to share new formulas for mental strength 
that help me manage winds of social change, 
I bend adjusted rays of solitude 
that slant through vast cathedrals of fake truth 
to find our light in darkness of despair. 

I flail beyond the stillness of my heart, 
yet grasp at yearning for security 
to balance oscillation between truths 
through endless spirals of returning lies 
revealing hidden secrets I assert 
which fuel my frantic flight of fortitude. 

Absolved of guilt that twists my hopeful heart 
from calm neglect maintaining old world view 
that guided global play of give and take, 
I scatter puzzling secrets in wild wind 
depicting each mistake I made from pride 
till all my fragments constitute weird rain. 

I twirl back to the stillness of my heart 
to dance with Dionysian grace of trust 
that I have strength to grow from solid facts 
as radiant ghost presenting honest spells 
designed to weave new world view for mankind 
that integrates religions in one truth. 

My face that gleams in mirror of world mind 
contains the face of every human being 
who wakes from solitude of mangled faith 
to weave our spirits in new global soul 
enshrined in Temple of One Mother World 
so we stand in the stillness of her heart. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus plays lyre of Mercury on stage in the Temple of One Mother World where billions of people gather to pray for peace as greedy kings fight each other over whose god till be worshipped by mankind.

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