Cold Mind Of Winter
© Surazeus
2025 02 24

With cold mind of winter I approach spring
to scatter snowflakes as tears of the dead
that sprout from misery of the blood-soaked sand
swirled by too many voices in the wind
that blow snow from high mountains of desire
to soak the waste land with hope for new life.

With cold mind of winter I ask the moon
why she replicates bright mirror of her eye
ten times across the bleeding crystal sky
to cast dark shadow of our naked souls
on windy meadow of the laughing snake
who mocks us as we try to find the fake.

With cold mind of winter I eat the flame
of sorrow hidden in the bleeding fruit
sweet as pineapple in the cave of dreams
where ghosts of the dead explain to me why
so many people are unfairly killed
by angry people terrified of death.

With cold mind of winter I punch the rain
to feel harsh ache of pain from sting of Death
who mocks Apostle Paul for arrogance,
then shows me where that Christian preacher lies
rotting in his grave for eternity
as Lucina gives me grape wine to drink.

With cold mind of winter I curse the sea
with omen from the laughing skull of god
who offers diagnosis on my state
of mental health through sacred oracle
that Sibyl sings while hanging in her cage
above indifferent waves of honesty.

With cold mind of winter I attend school
to develop deeper concept of truth
based on vast invisible universe
of unchange beneath the transient surface
that supports day-to-day reality
where I sell records in the red brick store.

With cold mind of winter I channel words
in dusty canyon of the singing skull
where two rivers merge in blue flash of rain
to conjure magic spells of psychic myth
as thought meets passion of the hungry heart
which nurtures chemical body of fame.

With cold mind of winter I strife for love
that heals dream-festered wounds of innocence
so we accept that suffering sparks regrowth
which fuels our transformation of the soul
to glorious angel from chemical wretch
as we sing the splendor of life on Earth.

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Orpheus focuses attention with cold mind of winter on the psychological system we use to perceive the world with stories of fate.

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