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Monday, February 2, 2026

Vanish In Wordless Wind

Vanish In Wordless Wind
© Surazeus
2026 02 02

If I stand on the edge of our lost world 
so I look forward and backward at once, 
I might perceive how process of the past 
guides where we go in the future through change 
with clear insight to analyze progress 
we achieve to build on what we conserve. 

Haunted by star-bright ghosts of famous souls 
who performed grand roles on stage of the world, 
I want to record tales of the nameless souls 
who wander nowhere in vast maze of myths 
while they live and die with no role to play 
till their names all vanish in wordless wind. 

Since Death can be adjusted without change 
through strict dynastic system of control 
I build citadels of conceptual truths 
that cannot be dissolved by silent fear 
so I waste not my life with frantic search 
by dancing on the river shore of fate. 

To hear strange voice of Earth in song of fire 
I exit maze of myths with crystal ball 
to stand frail on volcano cauldron rim 
and listen to churning rumble of rocks 
tumble over ocean of liquid metal 
that beams magnetic field from swirling streams. 

Material of the churning iron core, 
effusing through thin mantel of our globe, 
transforms from burning minerals of hope 
to plants that blossom fruit we humans eat 
while we sing hymns in choric harmony 
with seismic waves that pulse in joyful tunes. 

If giant ocean deep inside the Earth 
springs forth from fracture in mirror of time 
organic creatures who breathe oxygen 
may drown in seething waves of endless change 
yet fish will evolve again into humans 
who ache to fly with brave angelic wings. 

Awake from ancient dream of singing stones, 
I register with jovial delight 
I am indigenous to Avalon, 
that mist-veiled island floating in the sea 
where I lived for almost one million years, 
cultivating cherry trees on lake shores. 

With Helen I sail from Laconia 
to populate the world with Calibans 
who dance with drunken revelry of faith 
then program concept of the world wide web 
that weaves our brains in cosmic mind of god 
till meteors smash our globe to smithereens. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus attends a lecture at the University of Zarathia where Inge Lehmann explains how seismic waves prove the core of the Earth is a spinning and pulsing lump of iron.

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