With Spirit Of Mercury
© Surazeus
2025 08 28

If I fall from Heaven and crash on Earth
in blow that hollows out space for my soul,
I will hide wings of sorrow in my heart
so I may walk the signless road of time
to understand how bodies bloom and fade
through surge of growth and crumbling of decay.

With spirit of Mercury in my heart
I fly on frantic feet of fortitude
to map our spinning globe composed of dreams
that human brains weave from experiences
in animated tapestries of hope
that chronicle our quest for Wonderland.

Forever through the endless maze of myths
I search for persona face that presents
intimate contours of my secret soul
so I reveal innate nature of my mind
in mask that shields my heart from searing pain
when I whistle nonchalantly in rain.

Before locked temple door of honesty
I wait for goddess of my aching heart
to heed my plaintive cry for amnesty
for actions I perform to save her life
till she appears in blaze of divinity
to reinstate my role in her grand court.

I walk east to follow the rising sun
one hundred thousand years of mountain trails
from Africa across Persia and India
to climb the towering peaks of Guilin
where I eat peaches and sing for Kwan Yin,
then chase the sun west to the Caspian Sea.

I pave the road of my ancestral quest
with skulls of my fathers solid as stone
ten thousand miles from sea to shining sea
to build foundation of my world empire
where every human fights for liberty
to gather in grand temple of Ishtar.

These visions of the past one million years
flash in sunlight on surface of the lake
as mirror that reflects weird memories
for how my ancestors survived each day
which program how I live my life today
in endless journey to the Promised Land.

After falling from Heaven without wings
one hundred thousand years of history
I lie on my back on the grassy lawn
and listen to the ceaseless river sing,
then translate its song into human code
so I can navigate way back to Heaven.

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Orpheus learns how to play the lyre and sing ballads of human history from Mercury as he grows old and dissolves into dust in the wind.

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