With Soul Of Helius
© Surazeus
2026 02 14

When sunlight at dawn glitters in my eye
I rise from the Earth and walk in the sky.
I wander the roadless plain by the sea
and drift with the wind that wafts my soul free.
The ocean tells me, wherever I roam
I am not lost for my heart is my home.

With warm glitter of sunlight in my heart
I stride across the world without star chart.
I gather apples in basket of hope
from deep-rooted tree on the mountain slope.
The mountain tells me, wherever I roam
I am not lost for my heart is my home.

I spark new fire in ashes of my dream
and roast fish I catch from the flashing stream.
I hum in harmony with the moon chime
to measure constant flowing of breath time.
The river tells me, wherever I roam
I am not lost for my heart is my home.

To mimic rolling circle of the sun
I bend steamed wood into wheel of the dawn.
With soul of Helius, my father, in me
I journey in wagon toward the Great Tree.
The Glow Cloud tells me, wherever I roam
I am not lost for my heart is my home.

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Orpheus enters apple grove with Temple of Helius and stands in awe before the ancient wagon with the first wheel that Helius invented beside the altar where Selene roasts fish for the sacred feast.

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