Woods Of My Aching Heart
Woods Of My Aching Heart
© Surazeus
2026 10 05
What shining spirit of justice and order
may power my subjection of despair,
Shamash defeating Humbaba with light,
Apollo vanquishing Python with wisdom,
Jesus overcoming Satan with love,
or Beowulf battling Grendel with honor?
What dark obscure woods of my aching heart
must I explore with lamp of timeless faith,
though sun-gilded tears may stream down my face,
strange paradise of uncivilized passion
entrapping me in labyrinth of despair,
till I face snake-haired monster of blind lust?
If monstrous demon of my wounded heart
howls at my face with mocking disrespect,
then cracks the mountain of the rumbling world
by smacking my frail soul against the Earth,
will I wake roaring flame of innocence
to rise on wings and fight my hungry greed?
If primal nature of my monkey soul
is severed from angelic glow of faith
that beams from spinning iron core of Earth,
will I be baptized in pool of desire
and cleansed of wolfish rage inside my heart
by tender compassion of my sweet bride?
Once I rise tall from muck of psychic birth
and transcend monstrous passion of my heart
to confirm my soul through strict self-control,
will I evolve from mad demon of Hell
to transform through creative offering
to wise angel of Heaven with eight wings?
Once Ishtar offers me her fertile heart
in marriage that combines body and soul,
and asks me with seductive voice of trust
to fertilize her with gift of my fruits,
as Eve ate Apple to generate life,
will I design new world view for mankind?
Where will I wander to find nameless ghost
who falls in bottomless abyss of death
after I slay great bull of the Sun God
and feast on steaks I roast on flame of faith,
to weep for Lycidas and Adonais
while lost in endless labyrinth of Hell?
Where will I build the house of seven doors,
constructing wall with thirty-three watch towers,
and plant Garden of Eden to raise children,
when the lightning storm destroys it with flood
that demolishes everything I make,
so I sing alone on the river shore?
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