Window Glass Of Faith
© Surazeus
2025 09 15

If we touch each other with solemn words
to prove we are alive with ocean breath,
we might earn certificate of respect
by selling pleasure to the laughing tree
which eats corpse of the turtle with disgust
while God pretends to guide us with the wind.

Love gives me power of dangerous hope
to change shape of my body with stark words
by breaking iron egg of arrogance
from which white butterfly of God escapes
through ardent navigation of the maze
where children search for dreams they leave behind.

If crickets hibernate in violins
with outstretched wings of vapid turbulence,
we might emerge from window glass of faith
by eating bread and cheese with sips of wine
while yawning under blankets of warm trust,
since alphabets bleed from opulent eyes.

Humility appears as watchful lynx
on grassy lawn behind deserted church,
concerned by absence of fraught bitterness
when children imagine storms of the sea
frail as white rose the ballerina bears
while dancing how the heart is ruled by fear.

Reformulation of our pristine world
by sprawling features of the burning map
resorts to eerie melodies crows hurl
when claiming territory snows erase
till settlers arrive in wagons of lust
to build new homes with window glass of faith.

Tricked by desire to earn my global fame,
I tear blank pages from the book of lies
and scatter then on floors of senate halls
with reverential disdain for deceivers
who claim they are right about everything
while eating beautiful words of frog ponds.

Based on conservation of energy,
required by government agents of faith,
we drive abandoned cars of faith back home
though roofs of our houses have fallen in
from frantic gravity of civil strife
between nationalists and globalists.

Imminent prayer for everlasting doubt
writhes with elegant disdain for lost faith,
prefers to chronicle our false mistakes
that we decide to offer with stiff hands
insignificant meaning clowns exchange,
and tricks the simple to believe in death.

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Orpheus cleans the window glass of faith for the International Zarathian Bank where homeless people get loans to buy cardboard boxes for sleeping behind the deserted church.

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