Where We All Belong
© Surazeus
2025 03 05

Attempting to climb high Ladder of Light
to find eternity within the flower,
I fall back into reality state
where I seek spiritual beauty of faith
in physical forms that molecules take
as our bodies manifest the star wraith.

Awake in dreamtime my brain conjures bright
as seer of illusions in ivory tower,
I perform my sentient Zephyrian role
of mapping divine rhythm of the mind
that mistakes my private plan for the goal
my secret concept of God has designed.

The golden-eyed toad tells me I am right,
as I dance with Maenads in the spring shower,
this present is not inevitable,
though I claim reward for accomplishments
unseen in abyss less relatable
than world stage empty of astonishments.

Leaping from my body in psychic flight
to find my true love in protective bower,
I realize I am but one tiny drop
of spiritual energy in the world sea,
so I work hard to tend the yearly crop
which I guard as Loaf-Ward with the door key.

The tree outside my window calls my name,
so I sail vast ocean in fragile boat
to found New Heaven in America
as paradise I build with bleeding hands
where I learn to plant corn from Onatah
who weeps at foul state of her pristine lands.

Illustrious wisdom of our social game,
encased in hill castle with guardian moat,
motivates my quest to unite the world
in global community of just laws
designed by insight of the cosmic herald
to base justice on our Liberty Cause.

Yet Utopian projects all fail the same,
so I will do nothing but sulk or gloat,
allowing humans to destroy themselves
as they succumb to greed of tyranny
instead of fighting ghosts with honest elves
to preserve our global democracy.

Ever evading thirsty vampire Fame
to maintain system where we all can vote,
I fly forward into the gathering storm
on wings of laughter for transcendent song
to wake divine spirit in mortal form
which conjures nation where we all belong.

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Orpheus lounges in garden of his secret Utopia while outside walls of paradise the institutions of government crumble into chaos from greed of oligarchs.

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