Ancestral Streams Of Faith
Ancestral Streams Of Faith
© Surazeus
2025 09 20
The sea of my heart is waiting for you
to sail ship of your fate across my space
so we can join our bodies in one bond
through strict concatenation of our goals
involved as raindrops soaked by roots of trees
that crack foundation of our empire state.
The voice we share with citizens of hope
flows over waters of our shared desires
so we can navigate maze of events
with large love that encompasses the Earth
through passion for the nourishment of truth
conceived by alphabets of innocence.
While holding hands in seasons of delight
we walk toward death with innocent respect
for whistled chorus of the populous
who carry bullets of unconscious fear
till light anoints our bodies with esteem
for shifting faces of regretful tears.
We run with grace in forest of the wind
through gates of paradise to chase the truth
till we get lost in labyrinth of myth
where statues of world gods we idolize
dissolve into ancestral streams of faith
that cleanse our cities with vain sacrifice.
Our mothers wait as shadow of the door
for us to bring weird treasures from deep caves
returning home as humble puppeteers
trained to mimic angels without wings
who open visionary reptile eyes
to read the memory of our silent fear.
We ride stark thunder of our legacy
to break free from cruel laws of slavery
by leaping abyss of oppressive hate
in noble battle to gain liberty
based on brave justice as our principle
which guides our journey to the Promised Land.
Though lost in wilderness of bleak despair
we gather round bright fire of liberty
and chant to wake courage and strength within
so we can change the social paradigm
which frames equality of every soul
as standard motivating how we live.
Our enigmatic goddess with eight eyes
creates the world of vision we perceive
as virtual model mapping heart-born myth
where all ancestral streams of faith flow free
in sermon that reveals our love-lit world
as pure mysterious spirit of the Earth.
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Orpheus rows his boat down the stream to prove that life is more than just a dream of angels singing in groves of apple trees.
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