Journey On The Golden Way
© Surazeus
2025 06 06

Awake in dream-cache of my boundless head,
I find the missing persons of the world
whose voices echo in strange empty rooms
because the tilted moon of consciousness
wheels far beyond the city I know well
to gleam blind in dilapidated cairn.

Lost in bright shadow where no devils tread
to watch strange drama of the cosmic herald,
I record tales carved on abandoned tombs
in vain game to analyze selfishness
which motivates each angel of the bell
to write new story for each soul yet born.

Across the cluttered landscape of my mind
I pave new road that weaves ten thousand towns
in one vast network of collected souls
who merge into each other as they flow
till they become the faded photographs
their children keep in luggage of despair.

Each cathedral rose window Fate designed,
that depicts tragic tales of holy clowns,
provides confusing answer for what roles
we choose to play with faith so we can grow
at shocked epiphany when no one laughs
since nothing happens despite fervent prayer.

Oblivious wisdom of our misplaced faith
contrives obscenity of quickened hope
that mirrors trammeled darkness of sunrise
to fill the empty sky with blazing song
which breaks my heart free from cage of desire
through disengagement of the flashing rain.

Heart swelling with power of the star wraith,
I clamber clumsily up the steep slope
through inspiration of divine surprise
to enter sacred groove where clamorous throng
sings frenzied hymns in world communal choir
directed by the social charlatan.

Frail paper flowers in the water vase
astound mind of the prophet with no hands
who preaches every conscious soul will die
which angers fierce believers with glass hearts
confirmed as idols of anxiety
who weep at judgment of the final day.

Dressed in black gown of agony and lace,
young star-eyed woman of the Netherlands
maps new world view across the mirror sky
while bearing Book of Liberty with charts
for codes to solve puzzles of piety
that guides our journey on the Golden Way.

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Orpheus sells road maps of the Golden Way while standing outside ruins of the cathedral where tourists take photos and pray to the empty sky.

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