Brave Urgency Of Hope

Brave Urgency Of Hope
© Surazeus
2026 08 27

Inspired by gold-face shadow on pine hull, 
designed by dawn light gleaming through soft mist, 
Saphyrus ventures from ship of his heart 
to cautiously explore the waking world 
where breezes whisper in large silver leaves 
strange story of the way time unspools all. 

While constellations of the pre-dawn sky 
frame how his eyes perceive tree-bristling hills, 
Saphyrus stretches body of stiff limbs 
to activate brave urgency of hope 
for picking strawberries on the hill slope 
where sea winds prance on deer legs of desire. 

Urging the woman wearing deer-skin robe 
to shelter from fierce wind inside his heart, 
Saphyrus gives her strawberries to eat, 
and feels her eyes etch wisdom of calm faith 
on rough skin of his soul with tender hands 
that warm his trembling body as they kiss. 

When lightning, flashing across the gray sea, 
disperses clouds to unveil the bright sun, 
Saphyrus follows woman with green eyes 
down to the swirling waves of ardency 
where she floats on tormenting waves of time 
till he becomes the land that cradles her. 

Feeling as if his aching soul transforms 
to become this nameless woman he loves, 
Saphyrus chooses to walk by her side 
when they explore lush hills of rustling trees 
to fill leather bags with apples and eggs, 
then follows her up to silver moon ridge. 

Sitting before airigh of rugged stones 
at entrance to large hall inside high mound, 
Saphyrus feeds wood to the crackling flames 
as green-eyed deer woman with long black hair 
brews apple cider with honey and eggs 
that bubbles in brass cauldron of her heart. 

Slicing cheese that she makes from pungent milk 
where wooly sheep graze on thick tufts of grass, 
Saphyrus gazes at the distant loch 
that shimmers silver between rugged hills, 
and wonders if the ship on which he sailed 
from Ostia still lies on the pebbled beach. 

Hoisting sail on his ship of eager love 
that glides over the wine-dark sea of time, 
Saphyrus takes pregnant deer woman home 
from rugged hills of Caledonia 
to sunlit meadows of lush Latium 
where she breastfeeds their daughter in the garden.