Brave Tritonian Faith

Brave Tritonian Faith
© Surazeus
2026 03 13

Long since grown from child of the wandering sea, 
where I once ventured vast unshadowed main, 
I lounge with nonchalance of purpled wings 
on wave-smooth stone to sun my streaming hair 
and study fragments from my ship of pearl 
that shimmers gold with lustrous coil of faith. 

From sunless crypt of aching solitude 
my father Triton wanders in wild gust 
of laughing wind, that gallops from stark peaks 
of jagged mountains, to kneel on cold sand 
and blow wild tune in chambered nautilus 
that rings forlorn on desolate beach of faith. 

Awake with howl of my unresting sea, 
that slithers silver waves around my feet, 
I stretch frail frame of flesh with ache of hope 
that broad sky-dancing wings of fortitude 
may sprout from beating passion of my heart, 
that fills my heart with brave Tritonian faith. 

Though Triton, ancient withered ocean god 
who sired my soul from fertile womb of light, 
lies sprawled on glistening sand of arrogance, 
unsouled by ruthless blast of grinding time, 
I feel spark of his ocean spirit gleam 
with weird immortal energy of faith. 

When I kneel and weep by round pool of light 
that glitters framed by empty shells of truth, 
I see face of my father Triton glow 
with animated urge of my own heart 
as if I wear mask of his bearded face, 
for I am reborn replicant of faith. 

Fair phantom of my pulsing heart appears 
through emanation of courageous fear 
with fierce intention to investigate 
source of power that compels my quest 
to transcend bounds of self-enclosing name 
and claim commission to preach deeds of faith. 

Now that my father Triton vanishes 
from dream time of my fate-perceptive eyes, 
I measure segments of transforming change 
that gears strict increments in scale of growth 
so dawn light swells from nothing of my heart 
to shape this world of forms from wordless faith. 

Inspired by scripture of footprints on sand, 
which I compose in magic runes of dream 
with wand I forged from sharp draconic bone, 
I run with carefree joy in wingless flight 
by breathing clear Zephyrean air of hope 
to fight despair with brave Tritonian faith.