Until The Hour I Return
© Surazeus
2025 03 16

Until the hour I return from the Earth,
breaking free from the egg of humanhood,
my heart wears godless mask of singing stone
with dramatic stubbornness of the tree
that curls roots into body of my soul
so I can give each soul their secret name.

Until the hour I return from the sky,
swirling wild from glow cloud of consciousness,
my brain flashes clear ancient memories
that my ancestors live life after life
as we evolve from fish to mortal gods,
too sure of our superiority.

Until the hour I return from the stars,
beaming atoms into chemical coils,
my womb generates bold organic beings
who sing words to each other in fruit trees
as we transform cats to monkeys to humans
swarming around the Earth eight million years.

Until the hour I return from the sun,
animating robotic frames of flesh
with psychic energy of storm-fierce gods,
my legs will perambulate spinning globe
in curious exploration of our dreams
which I record in periplus of faith.

Until the hour I return from the sea,
sailing straight toward the Isle of Avalon,
my eyes perceive objective forms of matter
to measure subjective ideas of patterns
which I encode in language of wind song
to sing grand epic of humanity.

Until the hour I return from the hills,
striving to achieve the highest existence,
my breast inhales ethereal breath of light
to join global choir of eight billion voices
that echo in dark forest of our dreams
as we transform Wasteland to Wonderland.

Until the hour I return from the vales,
hiking mountain range sea to shining sea,
my body delights in forbidden pleasures
which alternates through extreme joy and pain
as we eat fruit and make love by the pool
that reflects our faces in yet-born children.

Until the hour I return from the grave,
rising on Phoenix wings from flaming seed,
my soul records ever-renewing quest
pursued by immortal soul of my genes
to map complete history of human life
on time-animated atlas of Earth.

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Orpheus and Cesar Vallejo drink wine at the Cafe de Flore and write poetry about their quest for eternal truth beyond political turmoil of the day.

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