While Talking To My Mother © Surazeus 2026 10 13 While talking to my mother about truth, I reach hand to pluck fruit from Tree of Life when gold-eyed serpent with four rainbow wings tricks me to believe that Star Man in the Cloud will punish me if I eat fruit of knowledge so I eat it with heart-poisoning guilt. While talking to my mother about trust, she tells me she met my father for tryst in Tree of Knowledge by the demon pool so I run through bright flowers in the field to escape the man in the wolf-fur cloak who begs me to play bride at his cave hearth. While talking to my mother about hope, I struggle gasping to climb mountain slope, then stand on moon-high peak of howling wind to survey world of rivers between hills that spins through ocean of electric stars which swirl around me as cupids on wings. While talking to my mother about faith, I perceive vision of immortal wraith that rises from her transient frame of flesh as ancient goddess with ten million eyes who teaches me to generate new life from ambitious passion of the Wolf Man. While talking to my mother about love, I learn from her how to mold wheat in loaf which I bake in hot oven of my heart till I give birth to bread with blinking eyes who smiles when I hum hymn of holy breath that fills his body with spirit of life. While talking to my mother about fear, I watch my son construct and wield sharp spear from stick and stone he hones with honest courage, then wear fur cape to hunt monsters of rage which he kills with attentive strike of power when lightning strikes bright as the yarrow flower. While talking to my mother about fate, I choose to open wide the city gate so refugees from wars for fertile land, fought fiercely between gods on ziggurats, name me Zilpa with the Generous Hand when I host feast in Temple of the Wolf. While talking to my mother about death, I listen to her pray with her last breath that I might understand essence of life which I mold in bodies as mother-wife and raise my sons, Gad and Asher, to rule empire of wisdom with the sacred tool.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
Orpheus asks Zilpa to marry him so she runs away with him from the old man who already has two wives and concubines so she can live free in the Promised Land.
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