Melody In My Heart
© Surazeus
2025 02 12

The timeless song of the ocean remains
the same eloquent swirl of energy
heard by humans in every generation
four hundred million of evolution,
so every day of loneliness or fear
I replay its melody in my heart.

At various points in process of my life
I find myself sitting inside the room
of the building where I perform some task,
walking building to building along roads,
driving the car to get somewhere more quickly,
or swimming in the ocean of my dreams.

The ocean created my soul from light
by weaving carbon rings in coils of genes
so on four legs I crawl up river beds
and rise from lake of dreams at dawn of time
then climb vast forest of singing trees
till I evolve from fish to wingless angel.

Invincible reason of the human brain
expressing ideal concepts in flawed words
designs ontology of whole world view
based on loyal love for wisdom in truth
that echoes from divine voice of my breath
while I gaze at my face in pool of faith.

I wake from dream of light in Nowhere Sea
and sit on beach of hope to sing my thoughts
in wordless agony of hungry fear
till shadow of the sun appears in flesh
and mother who created me from hope
teaches me how to eat soul of the Earth.

From womb of mother ocean I progress
across the fruited plain of blooming trees
to share spacious world of bountiful goods
with every person born from waves of hope
till greedy men form armies of mad boys
to build empires that enslave us to work.

For millions of years we humans proceed
with clouds of rain over mountains of trees
to flow with rivers back to mother sea
while building the world with our fragile bones
when we bury ancestors in the Earth
who sprout into children of our desires.

The timeless song of the ocean expands
from core of my soul to enclose the globe
that teems with conscious creatures bearing names
who sing in harmony with ache of love
to share bountiful fruit of generous Earth
and cherish its melody in our hearts.

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Orpheus gives apples to everyone who arrives in the fields of Elysium so they eat and dance and sing the timeless melody of the sea.

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