Cloak Of Invisible Faith
© Surazeus
2026 04 28

If I find truth before the end of time
in song of sparrows in old maple trees,
I might find some jagged mountain to climb
where no official can charge me late fees,
or else sail ship of state to Samarkand
where Hatshepsut dances on shifting sand.

Though I wear cloak of invisible faith
Death always seems to find out where I live
hanging out with Boudica in the laithe
where I milk cows with eagerness to give
book of secret techniques to the sad prince
describing how to make jelly from quince.

I move to the house my grandfather built
near Pacific Ocean on Seamount Drive
where I study math formulas of guilt
that always spur lazy people to strive
for great achievements in the Land of Oz
though I play the rebel without a cause.

I wander randomly on my vague quest
to find that Woman is the Holy Grail,
since my ancestors traveled so far west
from Scythia along the Oregon Trail
as the Roman Empire still lives in us
for we are heirs of hungry Tantalus.

I stand on street corner by the book store
to strum the lyre of Mercury and sing
about divine spirit in iron core
that spins inside the Earth through pulsing ring
while people toss me coins as they walk by
since no one wants to understand the Why.

We elect greedy thief as president
who likes to mocks the haughty Hercules
whose sons rule empire of the occident
through dialectic of sly Socrates
as sword he wields to expose fake beliefs
though Jesus has his own weird leitmotifs.

Since Child of Aphrodite in silk gown
brews honeysuckle wine from wounded hearts,
I call Ghost of Pallas to hide the crown
beneath rotten apples in broken carts,
yet busts of emperors on my book shelf
teach me how to see the thing-in-itself.

Apple trees produce fruit to reproduce,
caring not whether we eat them or not,
so I drink nourishing concept of juice
while Ophelia waits for me on the yacht,
yet I write truth I find in Riddle Verse
because my angel is the Healing Nurse.

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Orpheus considers Mount Takoma to be his Parnassus and Helicon as mountain where Liberty gave him mission to chronicle history of humanity.

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