Embodied Monster Of Fear
© Surazeus
2026 09 19

Rain falls on head of every conscious soul
who wanders maze of dreams on spinning globe
alike with bland indifference of fate
so all our love and hate dissolve to tears
when we seek shelter under apple trees
till we transform into angels of light.

Because the moon howls at my aching heart
with laughter that would banish from my mind
mute agony at haunting doom of death,
I camouflage my fear with helpless love
that transforms into courage of despair
as I glide cautiously in shadowed woods.

Strange visions of ancestral memories
flash bright in cold awareness of my brain
as pattern that guides how I might perform
evasive actions of attentive care
to preserve structure of my pulsing soul
when I face embodied monster of fear.

Alert to sudden danger of fierce death,
I fight against aggressive grasp of rage
through lithe evasion of destructive strikes
when I oppose demonic arrogance
and kill the monster with intense respect
as stark necessity to preserve life.

Awake with effervescent nonchalance
at hard-won victory against hungry rage,
I mediate on hillock by the sea
to feel soft murmur of star-sparkling waves
soothe aching horror of my wounded heart
so I bloom bright in shadowland of faith.

If water lily in black lake of fear
unclocks time back to primal state of faith,
I may achieve secure respect of fame
that curses my frail soul with ardent hope,
which all disperse to meaningless unthought
when I build temples from bones of dead gods.

White sheet of wisdom on taut wire of faith
escapes my back yard on angelic wings
and flies to crystal palace where God plays
harp of eternal truth that weaves my brain
with memories of survival against death,
programmed by my ancestors to be me.

If I hear you call me in fog of dawn,
I will turn mask of my psychotic ghost
to answer your inquiry with bright smile
for we are brave companions on the road
of progress bound with loyal sign of love
to translate song of rain to earnest poems.

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Orpheus tends his wounds after killing the wolf that tried to attack his children as they played hide and seek outside the walls of paradise.

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