Stars Unfold Their Dreams
© Surazeus
2026 08 10

When stars unfold their dreams into my heart
through cosmic cycles of resurgent faith,
I sing electric phrase of wrinkled time
to mark incessant turning of each day
through gentle ebbs of slow-subsiding tides
that float ship of my heart to paradise.

Though waves unfold their words into my mind
through rumbling swells of time-unslanted hills,
I catch spring sunlight in frail leaves of faith
to taste concocted brew of sugared thoughts
which nourish transformation of my soul
from seaweed-tangled stones of fortitude.

Since wind unfolds its voice into my mouth
through wordless gusts of flashing rainbow eyes,
I linger downwind from the curious ghost
embodied by the big-eyed deer of trust
who gazes straight through shadow of my fear
based on new revelation of my heart.

Where dust unfolds its spark into my eyes
through exiled willfulness of careless love,
I sail on waves of wonder that spring wild
from frothing fountain of my aching heart
against harsh tyranny of selfish greed
to fertilize vast fields of glowing grain.

Till Death unfolds my body from its form
through haughty abstinence of noble pride,
I follow paths of glory to the grave
while I express orations for the state,
providing calm assurance of weird lust
for mutual recreation of the mind.

When Time unfolds its promise of my doom
through flowing shadows of the empty room,
I slot new fuse in circuit of my mind
to conjure virtual model of the Earth
as map by which I navigate strange moods
in transient project to build paradise.

Though Fate unfolds my choices on bright stage
through blinding glamor of the telescope,
I wear broad wings of fame I forge from fear
to glide with Icarus beyond high walls
so we can survey endless maze of myths
where idols of dead gods block large church doors.

Since Fame unfolds my private state of mind
through binding arrogance of humble faith,
I strum the Lyre of Mercury and sing
tale of the normal person who observes
nature of the world with critical eyes
so I record weird riddles of the truth.

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Orpheus performs tai chi dance to unfold time and space through graceful gestures of intense attention to formulas of psychedelic laughter with love.

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