Equal Under One Fair Law
© Surazeus
2025 07 12

Each time I return from oblivion
I find the secret voice of my old heart
buried in wretched suffering of the Earth
from which I break free at call of the wild
to flash awake from center of my life
as deep blue shadow of the singing sea.

Far out between the shadow and the form
I orchestrate conceptual game of dream
to measure vastness of my wordless prayers
that veil this world of sorrow from your eyes
so you believe this hell is paradise
with laughter of stones in the river flow.

We drive out to the endless ocean shore
where wind and light are tangled in the stones
which form foundation of the sideways sea
that glitters mirror-perfect with our souls
concealed in swans that flock along the waves
with headstrong passion of the knowing heart.

With flight of eagerness to capture joy
we crest excessive waves of frantic faith
through ordered neitherness of soft despair
despite cold-hearted loyalty we trade
to guard this garden built with bleeding hands
till events clutter our forgotten past.

Bewildered by nextness of anywhere,
we go nowhere on signless road of fate
to recognize achievements of great fools
who plunge into dangerous state of affairs
with pride to risk the comforting reward
for the fleeting chance to win glorious fame.

Replacement for my hand of broken wings
arrives with weeping skeletons of fame
who kneel to greet obscure reality
with solemn hymns that shake cathedral walls
that cost us our belief in justice served
unfolding with the consequence of hope.

Artful eccentricity of my aim
communicates aberrant thrust of truth
to vary avoidance of willed intent
which misdirects attention of the mind
focused on comprehension of respect
so we can evade delicate despair.

Yet pink lotus that blooms from mud of hate
conjugates straight rays of eternal light
through that delicate frame of reference
which seeks to revise the world view we share
so every person living on this Earth
is treated equal under one fair law.

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Orpheus films flock of swans gliding along the ocean shore for his documentary on how nations fall under tyranny.

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