Highest Hill Of Thought

Highest Hill Of Thought
© Surazeus
2026 10 17

Though all my memories vanish in the wind 
when I wake from bright spark of ardent hope, 
I hear voice of the woman with three eyes 
sing soft in harmony with ocean waves 
so I become the tree with long black wings 
emerging from blank pages of the book. 

Strange dreams of running on gold sand of fear 
urge me to rise from nothingness of hope 
and fly on breath of mountain-swelling ache 
till time obliterates the question why, 
so I sit on huge tuft of grass to play 
the faceless ghost who wears mask of the cloud. 

Surprised by laughter of wind-rustled trees, 
I open ribcage of my pulsing chest 
to read the ancient book of memories, 
releasing ghosts of my ancestral selves 
who speak in voices of the twinkling stars 
with humble frisson of psychic resolve. 

With curious passion of the hungry beast, 
I rummage in cracked rubble of my mind 
to find the secret treasure of my heart 
though I admit embarrassment of faith 
because I grieve for someone who is gone, 
their body vanished in the swirling dust. 

Voluble with attentive care for moons 
that flash across the awkward clouds of trust, 
I breathe in fluent language of the ghost 
who teaches me to stand on steady legs 
and walk in surging tides of social change 
till I ascend the highest hill of thought. 

Still hidden in safe habitat of love, 
considered genius by the writhing snake, 
I dance with dazzling beauty of the brain 
to prove my flightless arrogance requires 
brave admiration of the cheering crowd 
whose frail-leaf hands applaud my slow decay. 

Reborn as angel in the factory 
where devils carve new masks of noble class, 
I glide with vibrant beat of city streets 
to taste pure accuracy of loyal pride 
for architect of balanced clumsiness 
when I construct grand hall of fluting bones. 

Because I bleed from portrait on the wall 
as lacrimating prophet without hands, 
despair transforms my body from glass rain 
to throbbing ghoul of beautiful contempt 
which proves my right to reign with stolen laws 
as faceless god on highest hill of thought.