Her Smile Sparks My Heart

Her Smile Sparks My Heart
© Surazeus
2026 04 25

Because her smile sparks my heart to expand 
scope of conscious truth to include the world 
in brave attention of generous love, 
I dedicate my life to guard her life, 
protecting her body and soul from harm 
so she generates life before she dies. 

This noble principle of honest hope 
has been my goal for countless lives on Earth 
as I incarnate in new flames of flesh 
four hundred million years from fish to god 
in solemn project to nurture life 
so we continue to thrive till the end. 

In each new life, we spring from womb of hope, 
we face new obstacles on road of change 
that threatens to annihilate our souls 
and crush our genes to squirming worms in mud, 
so we breathe deep celestial soul of love 
as we transform to bright angel of joy. 

Strange sense of strong immortality 
vibrates in neural network of my brain 
that fools me to believe I may transcend 
this temporary frame of fragile flesh, 
but conscious sense of self I feel as me 
will vanish when this body rots to dust. 

Illusion that my soul lives after death, 
as self-contained sense of my conscious self, 
deceives my heart with blinding pride that I 
will resurrect from rotten corpse of faith 
because adults with desperate eyes of fear 
convinced me Jesus will raise us from death. 

While walking signless road in the waste land 
halfway across the Rocky Mountain range, 
returning east on road of desperate hope 
which my ancestors walked centuries ago 
to find the Promised Land out in the west, 
I realize we are nothing when we die. 

My conscious soul is function of my brain, 
powered by chemicals of primal light 
that flares forth from first flash of the big bang, 
my temporary sense of self sparked bright 
by immortal atoms of divine thought, 
so I will disappear after I die. 

Immortal soul of genes will generate 
new body from its code when we embrace 
to spark new life from energy of love, 
so though we die and disappear in wind 
our children will preserve immortal genes, 
at least till the sun burns Earth into ash.