Find The Silver Moon

Find The Silver Moon
© Surazeus
2026 10 14

After I am done leaping in the air 
while wading in burning flowers of faith 
with the passion of the sun in my mouth, 
I will deconstruct the mystery of flesh 
to find the silver moon inside my brain 
that sends me singing forty million years. 

After I am done dashing against darkness 
with closed eyes of innocent arrogance 
in the sleepless curves of my dream-coiled body, 
I will resurrect the mystery of soul 
to find the frantic sea inside my heart 
that leaves me stranded on the beach of time. 

Or maybe I will watch the lonely leaf 
that falls as oneness of humanity 
with each new generation of bright souls 
that comes and goes in seasons of desire 
till we are swept away by tides of change 
through revolution of the laughing snake. 

I find no people on the spinning Earth 
except blind robots wearing masks of gods 
who fight each other for the Promised Land 
that burns from revolution of the fooled 
at shocking revelation of the truth 
brought by wounded hands of messiah sleuth. 

Before I begin to leap spinning worlds 
across pearl necklace of the multiverse 
to meet the doppelgangers of my being, 
I will reconstruct the mystery of mind 
in computer processor of my brain 
programmed to perform role of God on Earth. 

Before I begin to recalibrate 
piston engine of the time-machine car 
to explore the world, sea to shining sea, 
I will reincarnate lithe Mercury 
as son of Saturn strumming lyre of truth 
to sing satires about the haughty king. 

Or maybe I will live with Anyone 
in the pretty how town of anywhere 
against common decency of lust 
to paint images of new global ghosts 
on rose windows in cathedral of tales 
where floating bells design Astarian Creed. 

I meet strange people in world maze of streets 
who all say they remember Sisyphus 
working as manager for Wonderland 
where Saraswati in the hotel lounge 
sings about new empire of Jupiter 
through revelation of the laughing snake.