Empire Of Crystal Towers
© Surazeus
2025 05 14

Each ship that sails the wide ambitious sea,
with purpose to illuminate the mind,
leaves its hopeful ghost behind on the waves
which bears unconscious spirit of the word
to colonize vast wilderness of fear
with wolves who build empire of crystal towers.

If old Clockmaker dares rewind the past
with broken clock of midnight in his heart,
we may get lost in secret memories
while driving wagon train of hungry wheels
to find the Promised Land on every map
where we can build empire of crystal towers.

Each lemon I pluck from Reading Room tree,
with sly attention to the subtle way
canaries sing in gold mines of the heart,
reveals vast galaxy of swirling stars
when I peel rind of arrogant dismay
which helps design empire of crystal towers.

If Ziphion finds Library of Blind Ghosts,
nestled in lush valley of singing skulls,
he might remember what his father said
while carving computer code on oak trunks
deep in the maze of myths no fool can map
which dislocates empire of crystal towers.

Each bedroom door of heavenly retreat,
that shimmers in House of the Rising Sun,
conceals clandestine chorus of cute cupids
who sing of sweet romantic love in spells
that trick us into generating life
to live safe in empire of crystal towers.

If hermits in harsh desert of regret,
who dwell on Mount Sinai with burning trees,
describe aesthetic beauty of the heart
that suffers deprivation of desire,
we may find courage of the noble wolf
to establish empire of crystal towers.

Thus I will sail from Hellas to Japan
with secret treasure of the Golden Fleece
to find shy Goddess of the Mirror Cave
who touches my forehead with her third hand
to tattoo dreamless spell with quill of fire
when I record empire of crystal towers.

Yet far pavilions shining in dawn light
invite me to return to paradise
though I fled maze of political games
six thousand years ago with fruit of truth
that oozes ink I use to calculate
how Death supports empire of crystal towers.

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Orpheus brings his broken watch to the Clockmaker so he can relive the first time he met Eurydice in the garden of apple trees.

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