Academic Temple Of Truth
Academic Temple Of Truth
© Surazeus
2025 02 18
Searching for Unreal City of the dead
shrouded in thick fog for one hundred years,
I follow tweet-tweet song of the wood thrush
singing in the original olive tree
that Athena planted on Hill of Ares,
which I can see from the prow of my ship.
When I meet the ghost of Tiresias
singing in Unreal City of the dead,
I ask that Greek seer with two-gendered mind
how I can balance lust to procreate
with respect for their personality
so we can live in harmony of love.
Lured by scent of pine on hard rocky shore,
I climb steep slope of dancing skeletons
with sound of water lapping at the bow
which calms my fearful heart as I ascend
sacred sunlit mountain of Helicon
to seek ruined temple where Muses sang.
Though lost in moaning forest of blind ghosts,
I follow cheerful song of the wood thrush
through swirling fog of winter afternoon,
but never find in that deserted land
ruined temple where the Muses once sang,
so I sit and sing weird song of my heart.
I tell the wood thrush in the olive tree
that if I find Sibylla in her cage
I plan to set her free with key of faith
from immortality without fresh youth,
but she remains caged in my aching heart,
shrill voice composing weird songs I sing.
Emerging from fog of the mountain glen,
Tiresias, who leads the Sphinx with gold chain,
points Wand of Zambor at my beating heart
and shouts to accuse me of arsony
for having set sacred Smyrna on fire
as ghosts of the dead swarm around my soul.
Dizzy on high Cliff of Insanity,
I gaze through fog across the glittering sea
to see the Unreal City of the dead
burning with flames of nationalist war
through conflict between races and religions
in holy city where Homer was born.
I feel his bardic soul of sacred song
on Phoenix wings rise in my burning heart
so I strum tortoise lyre of Mercury
and sing epic poem of philosophers
who build academic temple of truth
where all our stories vanish into ash.
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Orpheus helps Tiresias sit in academic temple of truth where they lament the people who wander lost from endless nationalist wars.
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