Walk With Broken Wings
© Surazeus
2025 02 15

Elimination of his crippling guilt
motivates his selfless attendant drive
to steward progress of the bigger deal
firmly based on the arbitrary scale
expansive with fabulous honesty
that double-locks rotating door of time.

Through routine strike of equanimity,
to check strange matter of distracted fear
for inconvenient focus on desire,
he hopes fraught method of the falling rain
upholds blotched breath of exhaled fortitude
that may metastasize hopeful regret.

Beyond reach of intervention, expressed
by distorted results of radiant words,
inserted by electric scream of rain,
he prevents ineptitude of dream rage
that mirrors disquiet of peopled streets
crowded with faceless ghosts who search for love.

Burdened by despair washed ashore by fate,
he bears sorrows in backpack with mute heart
to flee burning house of false memories,
and wanders fields of stale grass wet from tears
children scatter from crippled hands of hope
till we are threads of light lost in blind night.

Enriched alternative of crashing walls
encourages him with startled ardency
to rebuke evil-hearted sycophants
who flatter agents of the secret clan
to parley nationalist goals with harsh shout
that takes shape from triumphant honey bees.

Immersed conception, crawling from hot sea
with humid efficiency of mute stones,
exerts projected pattern to enclose
matter in final form of evolved faith
when he proclaims with gravity of pride
his spiritual retreat from loneliness.

Brain spun by spiders born from fierce sunlight
to stretch beyond ideal shape carved by words,
he threads strange memories in new world view
with rapid keystrokes that encode respect
earned by harsh suffering, self-insured by fate,
to trudge dispirited in swirling leaves.

Mind captivated by the infinite,
unreachable with concept signifiers,
he scatters words of wisdom on sidewalks
that freeze human tears in patches of ice
where heart-broken wanderers slip and fall,
then rise again to walk with broken wings.

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Orpheus leads thousands of angels with broken wings on the signless road to the Promised Land that has never existed except in minds of the lost.

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