Time Of The Happy Crow

Time Of The Happy Crow
© Surazeus
2026 06 02

My wingless angel of oblivion, 
who beams ecstatic stars from dreamless eyes, 
will resurrect my heart from anxious fear 
at crack of lightning that splits our world view 
so we sing in time of the happy crow 
about the New Earth we will build from hope. 

Bright jeweled scepter in hand of Shamash 
beams blinding light of truth in humble eyes 
when we walk fleeting valley of tall trees 
that scatter apples on the signless road 
so we eat in time of the happy crow 
beneath weird constellations of our hearts. 

Strange words that slither in our startled minds 
reveal face of the vagabond at dawn 
who bears world civilization of faith 
in scorpion-quick hands of frantic wings 
so we build in time of the happy crow 
time machines powered by engines of fear. 

Brave ship of hope we sail across the sea 
soars high across enormous waves of change 
while I leap far on winged feet of faith 
to catch elusive butterfly of love 
so we play in time of the happy crow 
chess game with Saraswati on the beach. 

Fabulating scenes of heroic deeds, 
I lift high Lamp of Liberty to beam 
sacred light of welcome through black storm clouds 
that lead lost refugees from distant lands 
so we feast in time of the happy crow 
on pyramid of eyes where angels cry. 

Searching for truth in vast amusement park 
lit by electric moon over Seattle, 
I give free fish to everyone who asks 
which I had caught while walking on the water 
so we laugh in time of the happy crow 
before the tyrant tries to crucify me. 

I sail glass ship across the sordid sea 
to catch the angel falling from the sky 
whose spirit represents America 
since she drowns in tears of your bitter hearts 
so we weep in time of the happy crow 
by singing hymns about new civil war. 

Since I set Sibyl free from golden cage 
to marry me in cathedral of ice, 
she prophesies fall of America 
and rise of Zarathia from its ruins 
so we dance in time of the happy crow 
to celebrate that we are still alive.