Winding Road Of Change

Winding Road Of Change
© Surazeus
2026 06 12

When I am ready for the leap of faith 
from crumbling tower of religious hope 
I spread wings I borrow from Icarus 
and wonder with amazement of mute awe 
why I am me and no one else alive, 
then lean against the balustrade and sigh. 

Solaria beams rays of holy light 
through web of branches in the Tree of Life 
to luminate deep cavern of my heart 
where wise demon of my genetic soul 
conducts analysis of social vibes 
so I navigate vast maze of myths well. 

Telluria molds genes of memories 
from tangled vines of innocent desire, 
transforming body of material flesh 
four hundred million years from fish to god 
that programs how my mind perceives the world 
so I generate life before I die. 

Venturia breathes whole ethereal soul 
through brave pneumatic gust of energy 
which animates my body of frail flesh 
with compassion of visionary hope 
that flashes conscious sense of secret self 
so I sense cosmic God wake in my brain. 

Thalassia swirls waves of timeless faith 
across courageous landscape of my heart 
which motivates ambitious quest for truth 
that drives my progress on the road of life 
to conserve stories of human exploits 
in chronicles of failure and success. 

Saturnus wakes my spirit from strange dream 
and guides my way on winding road of change 
to navigate confusing maze of ghosts 
so I find broken lyre of Mercurius 
that he designed six thousand years ago 
from turtle shell and strings of aching love. 

Apollon finds me tangled in despair 
so he frees my heart from lustful desire 
by teaching my voice to manipulate 
images of feeling with words of thought 
so I transcend greed with selfless concern 
when I articulate soul of mankind. 

As wingless angel born from womb of Earth, 
I crawl from sea along river of hope, 
climb generous Tree of Life to eat fruit, 
then follow river to Mountain of Truth 
where I map history of humanity 
as we strive to transcend despair with love.