Seashore Of Endless Worlds
© Surazeus
2026 08 07

Let us meet on seashore of endless worlds
so we can measure the infinite sky
and savor passion of the boisterous waves
that stir our hearts with restless faith in love,
then we can build our homes from empty shells
and study flow of time with sparkling sand.

While we dance on seashore of endless worlds
we can share lost ancestral memories
to find the common Mother of Mankind
whose dreams program how all our brains perceive
strange beauty of this world that gives us form
so we can sing world hymn in harmony.

Since we play on seashore of endless worlds
with friends we have known since our younger days,
and friends who have arrived just yesterday,
we weave twigs with leaves into sturdy boats
to float across Abyss of Nevertime
so we can find new lands where children dwell.

Though we float on seashore of endless worlds
to find pure treasures hidden in the deep
that we can transform into wings of flight,
we always return to broad beach of sand
where children spring from children of the light
who smile with joy in gusting winds of time.

Safe in caves on seashore of endless worlds,
we find the heart of darkness in our eyes
till we extract bright gems from nothingness
that gleam with first flash of the flaring forth
so we can light the Lamp of Liberty
and find each other when wild tempests roam.

Still alive on seashore of endless worlds,
frail bodies molded from soft swirling sand,
we build enormous palaces from clouds
where everyone feasts on fruit of the Earth
till waves of change surge from the lightless deep
and crush our spirits back to wordless sand.

Souls reborn on seashore of endless worlds,
we gather around the small ziggurat,
where Tethys sits enthroned in fish-scale robe,
and watch her son Alpheus roast whale meat
to feed five thousand people with brave faith
while Metis breastfeeds Athena with love.

Long dispersed from seashore of endless worlds,
we live in sprawling cities of tall towers,
driving cars in maze of elusive wealth,
but some pause in routine of daily work
when their hearts hear timeless song of the sea
that calls for us to return home again.

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Orpheus teaches young Athena and her brother Apollo how to play the Lyre of Mercury while their grandmother Tethys wanders in the vast maze of the world looking for me.

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