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Saturday, October 24, 2026

Time Unfolds The Nothing

Time Unfolds The Nothing
© Surazeus
2026 10 24

Since time unfolds the nothing of our joy 
which we have built on memories of pain, 
I walk away from shambles of my faith 
and wander nowhere in the wordless world, 
then sit alone on river shore of fate 
with nothing but my hope to contemplate. 

Befuddled by confusing stream of thoughts 
that jumble memories of suffering 
in scattered puzzle of painful abuse 
that people hurl at me with bitter hate, 
I watch clear water of the river flow 
in trance that seems to cause the world to slow. 

Intense arrest of sudden fractured fear 
suspends me in unmoving quietness, 
so I begin to float on breathless wings 
of ardent sparrow outside frame of flesh, 
soul swelling far beyond shell of my mind 
through undulating horror hope designed. 

Too clear before my eyes of bleeding rage 
I see again that scene I would forget 
when cruel men dragged my mother from our home, 
then left her bleeding by the dusty road, 
so moment light of life flashed from her eyes 
now shrouds my soul as shadow of dark skies. 

Three days and nights of endless bitter tears 
wound my disbanded heart with anguish tight, 
too wounded from despair as I cried out 
for her to wake from nothingness of death, 
then buried her with flowers by the tree 
that tricks me to believe her soul is free. 

When gang of boys from town surround my place 
of refuge in bright forest of fruit trees, 
I whirl oak staff I carved with serpent face 
to bash their heads when they grab at my arms, 
till they all crawl as dogs on dusty ground, 
then vow I am their queen on goddess mound. 

Brave warriors of my heart obey my words 
when we attack high ziggurat of power 
and fight the bankers in their halls of wealth 
to free humble farmers from slavery, 
then wear the crown of law on judgment throne 
to rule the land with fair justice alone. 

Since time unfolds the nothing of our sorrow 
which we have built from memories of pleasure, 
I return to garden of our respect 
to shelter you with wisdom of my heart 
so we thrive in temple of our world view 
till death erases us from dream of love. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus strums lyre of Mercury in Artemisium Temple and sings the tale of how Arinniti established ancient empire of justice and equal rights for all.

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