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Sunday, April 26, 2026

Tangled Dreams Of Fear

Tangled Dreams Of Fear
© Surazeus
2026 04 26

When angel of my heart burns through the sky 
with absolute desire to know the truth, 
she weaves my mind from tangled dreams of fear 
to strengthen me with brave audacity 
so I may climb ambitious peak to touch 
primal light of the sun that knows my name. 

Through prism of each raindrop on soft leaves 
I see electric raven with gold eyes 
who asks me if I know name of each soul 
killed by men with greed past million years 
so I carve letters of their vanished minds 
in shifting sands of time on beach of fate. 

Time-flashing rays of light from crystal eye, 
which dreams at center of the swirling sun, 
weave my body with atoms of respect 
for I am spirit of the Earth in flesh 
who seeks to understand nature of light 
that glows as consciousness from my sponge brain. 

Deep in temple of Karnak at Luxor 
the star-eyed angel holds light in her hands 
that beams our souls to center of the Earth 
so we feel giant planet of our hearts 
dreaming through kaleidoscope of our eyes 
so we remember how our world was born. 

Electric angel with black velvet wings 
assembles shards of stories from old tales 
to align fragments of our memories 
in flowing puzzle of world history 
where name of every soul who ever lives 
gleams in tapestry on stone temple wall. 

Grasping my hands with sensitive concern, 
electric angel sings with haunting voice, 
"If I can prevent just one fragile heart 
from breaking into shards of aching sorrow, 
my temporary tenure on this Earth 
shall not be fruitless endeavor of faith." 

Though I cannot play God for anyone, 
though we are emanations of Earth Soul, 
I dare assert intention of respect 
to shine with luminous beauty of love 
while curled with you in privacy of trust 
so we generate life before we die. 

Unnoticed by microscopic device, 
composed with diesel fuel of diamond eyes, 
I give myself with anguish of desire 
to tantalizing faith in nothingness 
that sparks frail flame of my glowing soul 
though bitter storm looms black over our world. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus wears mask of Jupiter as he performs tragedy of his own life on stage in the crowded theater carved into hillside above the sad sea.

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