Solarium Of My Honest Heart
© Surazeus
2026 08 28

Each time I look back on road of my life
to analyze progress of my secret plan
to generate new life before I die,
the future unspools world view of my heart
so I become enemy of my soul,
distracted by strange beauty of the sky.

Stretching my body to waken from dream
electric soul of stars, which animates
aggressive caution of my hungry mind,
I write tale of my laughter on the sky
so I can drink ancient truth in the rain
that teaches me the way my heart should go.

Awake this hour in silence of cool dawn,
I ponder why all humans live and die,
yet try to play some mythic role of pride
in psychic drama of our nation-state
composed of children from One Mother Soul
whose vision of the world programs our minds.

I like to lounge beneath my apple tree
and chat about true nature of the world
with star-eyed serpent in long tangled limbs
whose rainbow-feathered wings expand with breath
to broaden scope of my brief consciousness
so I almost become God I imagine.

Each time some hungry animal or man
attempts to eat my body for its meal,
or enslave my soul to fulfill their will,
I fight to maintain life and liberty,
asserting my inalienable right
to exist in weird drama of my faith.

Our souls are conjured by dream of our brains
as long as bodies function chemically,
so I stretch tension of my body taut
with lithe attention to limits of force,
based on analysis of consequence
I measure from results of active cause.

I fashion oak limb into magic wand,
tipped with sharp diamond from cave of desire,
so, when they attack to control my soul,
I fight with martial dance of graceful hope
to guard Solarium of my honest heart
where fruit trees blossom with sweet food of love.

When I look forward on my road of life
I cannot see the future I will live
except through fractal lens of earnest love
constructing paradise my heart designs
through every choice of fate I activate,
so I give you fruit to eat in my heaven.

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Orpheus records every plant and animal in the great Solarium of Zarathia to document complete inventory of all organic beings that thrive with life.

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