Triumph Of Calm Emptiness

Triumph Of Calm Emptiness
© Surazeus
2026 11 09

I float awake on river of the dawn 
with savage avarice of holy faith 
urging me to emulate lust of light 
that ravishes my soul with eerie tunes 
of water rippling with splendor of love 
that swells compassion from my aching heart. 

How often my astonished heart awakes 
from shocking tenderness of flashing waves 
when I emerge from absolute despair 
to watch bright laurel leaves of innocence 
mimic dominance of butterfly wings 
that lift me far above this heavy shore. 

Shocked by serene exaltation of wind 
that whispers ancient knowledge in tree leaves, 
I seek arcane meaning of pulsing fruit 
that helps me remember names of the dead 
whose faces shimmer on the morning moon 
at bleak dominion of enchanted snow. 

Asserting triumph of calm emptiness, 
embraced by beauty of the absolute, 
my heart ascends on wings of victory 
at voiceless sorrow of brave endurance 
since I abide in loneness of the all 
that wraps my nothingness in shapeless whole. 

Taut string of math-empowered particles, 
defined by strict relationship of thought 
to sensuous enchantment of bright rain, 
vibrates with solid waves of ardency 
through sacrament of misunderstood spells 
that bears us on river of divine love. 

With intimate attention to sound waves 
on which our souls of desire undulate, 
we abandon hope to intricate flow 
that deconstructs rhymed meter of regret 
so we identify with ache of love 
that marks each phase of passion we transcend. 

Enchanted by strange spell of melody 
that reassembles fragments of our dreams 
from phantasmagoria of intense love 
through spiritual integrity we share, 
our bodies pulse with corresponding truths 
that bloom inside vast hollow of the heart. 

We move with majestic uncertainty 
through sensual curtains of absurdity 
to spark ambition of brave energy 
so we transcend all mountains of desire 
when we attain perfection of respect 
to row boat of faith past oblivion.