Vision Of Mother Ishtar
Vision Of Mother Ishtar
© Surazeus
2025 12 31
Every time I forget my secret name
I teleport through glass door of my heart
to leap countless worlds of the multiverse
where I am someone else in every phase
till I weave all my selves in One God Soul
inherent in this mask I never wear.
At the Crippled Pegasus coffee shop
I write screenplay for tale of Icarus
where he survives his fall into the sea
and meets Kwan Yin who gives me peach to eat
so they explore high mountains of Guilin
where they sell hang gliders from small town shop.
Startled by vision of Mother Ishtar
on the road to Damascus in my car,
I ask for wisdom of Tiresias
so she transforms my body boy to girl,
then back again, so I may understand
how every soul on Earth struggles to live.
Taking Ishtar on our thirty-third date
to the fanciest restaurant in Paris,
I propose marriage with Ring of Sauron
after eating steaks grilled by Tantalus,
then we dance with joy after she accepts,
pledging vows of love with star-flashing eyes.
As architect commissioned to construct
new White House for wise Emperor of Earth,
I lay foundation with the Rolling Stone
that Sisyphus brought from Plutonian cave
to smash clay feet of King Midas at dawn
so Ishtar can rule the world once again.
Still running freely in Forest of Wolves
with Artemis on lush Hyrcanian shores,
I find lost lyre of Mercury in sand,
so I ascend gold Pyramid of Sophos
where I sing epic of philosophers
that details material nature of being.
Since we are atoms swerving in the void,
we exercise Free Will within constraints
defined by measured bounds of time and space
which molds our character into our face
we donate to the ancient gallery
curated well by the Many-Faced God.
Because the universe of spinning worlds
remains indifferent to our fragile lives,
we gather on the fruited river shore
to create meaning in weird psalms we sing
that teach our children how to live and die
so each person designs their secret name.
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Orpheus and Ophelia lead worship service for Mother Ishtar on Ziggurat of Ur to celebrate the founding of the world Empire of Zarathia during the new year.
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