Flexible Arc Of Clouds
© Surazeus
2026 02 28

The flexible arc of clouds in my heart
describes the quickened beauty of true love
when we first meet on fraught terrain of hope,
then walk together with brave impetus
toward far horizon of innocent fear
by breathing completeness of the sky sphere.

Our footsteps smite bold threshold of our hopes
when we attempt to teleport through dreams
without reproach of worship before death
when bearing fragrant lamp of shrewdest pain
across expansive arrogance of space
because our souls were born with glittering face.

Surprised by subtle facts of swarming words,
we hide in shadow of the tall white pine
that whispers ancient secrets of the wind
alone with sparkle of Adirondack
where scholars lounge in cabins of cold glass
to study nature of electric mass.

Far along path of marbled obstacles
we transverse shattered beach of tangled truths
with reckless passion for half-absent waves
expressing honest shimmer we exchange
for opaque expanse of the silver flame
that highlights bitterness of global fame.

Aroma of buttered toast lures our hearts
to venture forth from haven of contempt
and seek contrary treasure turtles tame
with brute seduction of security
we feel is unjust to the starving folk
who seal their spirits in lost storybook.

Mild satisfaction of escape from death
diverts bereavement of the nameless friend
who sells bone fragments of my shattered skull
to lonely travelers for serpent eggs
who listen for ringing of telephones
on distant hill of bombed cathedral stones.

Inflexible respect for righteous laws
sparks promise that our empire may yet thrive
if we should welcome every immigrant
as equal citizen in troubled times
who work with earnest loyalty for right
to garnish wealth from spiral of the light.

Withdrawal from intensive social games
to stroll with casual fear in silent woods
conspires to trick our introspective eyes
with burning cycle of the solar ghost
who teaches us to steer the ship of state
with graceful wisdom through sharp rocks of fate.

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Orpheus helps Alfred the Great arrange scrolls with chronicles of events on shelves in library of the palace where his children play hide and seek.

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