Untwisting Holy Fate

Untwisting Holy Fate
© Surazeus
2026 08 02

Through passion of ascetic opulence 
I play taut strings of my cordial guitar 
to wake self-wounding martyrdom of love 
from deconstructed formulas of fate 
that charm the silent ecstasy of truth 
which none would dare revoke at break of day. 

Because I belong to dream of this land, 
I soak my soul in shadows of its hope 
that might mean nothing to anyone else 
except for moan of bells in misty dawn 
that crack our hearts with sorrow for lost souls 
whose faces shimmer faintly in our dreams. 

I put all my adjusted dissonance 
in fraught submission of potential love 
time shares as seeds we scatter in wet soil 
because we throw away our secret dreams 
to cultivate their growth from fields of death 
in constant cycle of rebirth and death. 

Untwisting holy fate to free our souls 
from puzzling fragments of disturbing myths, 
I wake soul of Arminius in my heart 
to liberate Germania once again 
from hordes of angels in white gowns of fire 
who strike our hearts at flash of dawn-blood rain. 

Though we sail far across the storm-wracked sea 
on sacred mission to build paradise, 
we almost fail to flee the massacre 
in time to pray in woods of hungry mist 
where books of ancient tales provide new map 
for us to walk barefoot on bloody trails. 

Yet when I find sweet Zorya by the well, 
where she extracts our hearts from caves of Hell, 
I know with confidence of earnest faith 
that brave humanity will overcome 
this hour of darkness, though rich oligarchs 
divide and conquer us with greed for peace. 

Pure sound of water bubbling from the Earth 
weaves sorrow of my heart with tunes of joy 
so I feel spirit of my mortal mind 
expand scope of compassion to embrace 
all living humans struggling to survive 
against relentless flow of atom change. 

No photograph, snapped at just the right time, 
could capture image of my holy ghost 
transforming from vampire to Seraphus 
through divine grace of my epiphany 
in which I see grand wholeness of all light 
that glimmers faintly in my mortal brain.