Weird Haze Of Yesterday
© Surazeus
2025 05 19

Far from archaic shores of my childhood
I sail to see God in fog of the future,
but find only more lands where people dwell
in cities staged to replay founding tale
of their ancestor who arrives one day
to pluck fruit from the giving tree of hope.

The normal world of truth where I grew up
has vanished now in dim fog of the past
where I left corpse of God inside the church
from which spring nations of humanity
who worship idols of ancestral guides
which guard the garden of our secret code.

After climbing mountains of jagged peaks
to view paintings that depict long-dead gods,
I stand before gate to Towers of Silence
with hope to see the Flame of Zoroaster
that must still glow with spirit of God Mind
which flares forth from first flash of the big bang.

The only place I have ever seen God
is in the shining mirror on the wall
that shows how the fairest spirit of all
animates child of Narcissus and Echo
whose face emanates energy of faith
with charismatic glow of divine truth.

When Oceanus, riding foam-maned horse,
falls in love with graceful star-eyed Aditi,
she transforms his spirit of honest faith
into brave Mithras wearing scarlet cape
who defeats the cruel tyrant Minotaur
in brutal battle to wear Crown of Christ.

Archaic world of my childhood in Texas,
where I ride my bike to the college campus
and read about alphabets of the world,
vanishes in weird haze of yesterday
when I hitchhike Seattle to Miami
and play guitar by fountain of the ghost.

While I meditate by the gushing river
in pine-crested foothills of Mount Takoma,
I see three goddesses of wisdom glow,
Athena, Saraswati, and Kwan Yin,
who bless me with the Voice of Prophecy
so I can navigate safe way through Hell.

Wearing mask of persona I design,
to shield mortal frailty of my heart,
I sing Chronicle of Humanity
disguised in fairy tales of Gothic angst
that record my quest for the Holy Grail
which shimmers in the heart of my soul mate.

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Orpheus kneels before Athena, Saraswati, and Kwan Yin, and prays for guidance to understand the complex currents of human history.

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