Cherubic Wings Of Innocence

Cherubic Wings Of Innocence
© Surazeus
2026 10 06

Untwisting feelings of romantic hope 
to disengage my body from desire, 
I spread cherubic wings of innocence 
to float as light above chaotic seas, 
then sing celestial thoughts of broken stones 
from which spring children of the hungry stars. 

Shy Carla strolls the hard sidewalk at dawn 
past willow threes that paint the lonely sky 
with all the rainbow colors of the wind, 
then opens her small gift shop by the park 
and smiles at ding of the bell on the door, 
then turns on computers, and pets the cat. 

Time-weaving clocks with face of the Green Man 
watch us from trunks of oaks in shadowed woods 
where angels wrestle devils for our hearts, 
but dissipate in mist from silver ponds 
because illusions vanish in sunlight 
which conjures virtual model of the Earth. 

Yet Carla stocking cards in metal shelves 
considers problem of evil that forms 
foundation for international law 
by which leaders of nations in gray suits 
play chess games to control our mortal souls 
with systemic framework of social power. 

Old bearded man, who stares at birthday card 
that shows young lovers swinging by a pond, 
weeps with quiet anguish, then buys the card, 
explaining that he leaves one by her grave 
though rain always dissolves it into grass 
because her ghost follows him everywhere. 

If we could dismantle male privilege 
where men are never punished for vile crimes 
in vain attempts to control minds of women, 
Carla ponders while ringing up new sale 
for Beatrice purchasing pen with pink ink, 
we could make life safer for young girls. 

Cars, forged from steel of fallen meteors, 
which Arthur used to pull sword from the stone, 
float past her gift shop on angelic wings 
of gleaming sunlight that sparks in her heart 
compassion for all the people of Earth 
who suffer and die in stark misery. 

Locking her shop after sunset flames fade 
to darkness tainted orange by mute streetlamps, 
Carla stops by pond in the city park 
and stares at face of Artemis she wears, 
that floats into the sky on red swan wings 
to sleep in her house on the crystal moon.