Find My Blind Angel
© Surazeus
2025 04 28

I lose my blind angel down by the sea
who gives me tomato sandwich to eat
so I drive my expensive sports car fast
through endless shining maze of city streets,
then lie in grass beneath the apple tree
and throw pink petals in the sky with joy.

With key that opens door of arcane fate
I walk toward vacant seat of prophecy
to scrutinize truth through infinity
so I can build strong bridge across the rift
where river of change flows down to the sea
while I pontificate weird truth of love.

Wise Helius with long hair white as snow
tells each tree in wild forest on the Alps
how beautiful they are with shining leaves
that radiate spirit of gold molecules
which beam from every star in the night sky
to link our hearts in network of bright souls.

With graceful elegance of calm respect
Helvetia bears tall Spear of Guardianship
and leads her people in the wilderness
away from slavery in gem mines of Hellas
to build new haven on lush rolling hills
beside silver waters of Lake Lemanus.

Tending sheep on hills around Lake Lemanus,
Gebrinius strums lyre of Mercurius
and sings with eerie voice of haunting hope
hymn to praise swift forest-hunter Arduinna,
while red-haired Visucia gives pear juice
to travelers who rest in their small fane.

Standing guard on stone walls of Turicum,
Visucius peers through large crystal sphere
as wind flutters his long cape of raven feathers
when he negotiates peace from arguments,
while Cissonia bakes bread and suckles child
who plays with yew bow as his father grins.

Bearing Caduceus with two coiled snakes,
Cissonius drives carriage heaped with goods
for sale to people in small villages
as clever Dream-Bringer with winged feet,
while Gebrinia heals the sick with medicine
and chants spells to conjure soul of Alauna.

I find my blind angel down by the sea
when star-eyed Alaunus teaches my heart
how to analyze current state of being
by observing flow of cause and effect
so I can prophesy future events
to protect tribe of Helvetia from harm.

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Orpheus journeys to meet three sons of Mercurius, Visucius, Cissonius, and Gebrinius, who welcome their uncle with feast and song.

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