Fruit Of Secret Truth

Fruit Of Secret Truth
© Surazeus
2026 04 11

Bewildered by ghosts hiding in blank books, 
who beam voices of gods through window glass, 
I step outside numberless door of home 
and face busy world of ambitious pride 
that hides human suffering in sad songs 
sung by their tragic angels till they die. 

I find no more than shadows of our world 
writhing as serpentine ghosts in blank books 
to perform roles of long-dead characters 
who succeed or fail in finding soul mate 
to generate new life before they die 
who with Leander swim the lusty sea. 

Startled when divine apple tree of truth, 
which casts eerie shadow across our land, 
transforms into little girl with star eyes, 
I walk to town library after work 
to read about wind devils of the soul 
who become gods chronicled in old myths. 

Stripped of their language, homes, songs, and fruit trees, 
my ancestors sail across storm-wracked sea 
to invade and colonize paradise, 
transforming wilderness of mountain woods 
to gleaming towers of computer banks 
where Mercury plays the Wizard of Oz. 

Awake in dreams that flash across my mind, 
all my ancestors reperform their lives 
in endless loop of strange experiences 
which program how I interact with fate, 
tricked to believe my special consciousness 
will live forever in meme code of poems. 

Each drop of water sloshing on our globe 
has been ingested by organic beings 
four hundred million years of blooming growth, 
so this one drop of water in my heart 
has animated billions of bright brains 
with light that shimmers now in my own brain. 

I feel their souls vibrate inside my cells 
as seething ocean of spiritual ghosts 
who teach me secret of eternal life 
is how immortal soul of genes in me 
threads all my ancestors in my brain now 
that spools from First Mother of humankind. 

I ask Persephone to marry me 
so she gives me pomegranate to eat, 
then we hold hands and lounge beneath the stars 
where soul of everyone who ever lives 
twinkles blissfully at how we kiss 
and give each other fruit of secret truth.