Chaotic Swirl Of Hope
Chaotic Swirl Of Hope
© Surazeus
2025 05 30
Why clouds glow silver in the boundless sky
I cannot speculate nor ponder why,
absorbed by beauty of the shocking light
that pierces my sad heart with ache of right
as I drift in drowsy uncertainty
at source of mysterious sublimity.
I see in mirror of eternity
face of my Muse born from absurdity
who will take mask of my face off the wall
and kiss my unfeeling lips when I call
her sweet name with song of the nightingale
who leads me through the misty roadless vale.
I dare not doubt romance of the heart
calculated well on my stellar chart
based on inherent uselessness of faith
contrived to trap concept of the star wraith
in holy hymns believers sing in church
beneath the gargoyle on his lonely perch.
Though my horse of freedom strains at the bit
I urge her race beyond the counterfeit
to scatter oak leaves scribbled with dream verse
across fake planets of the multiverse
which proves the living cannot love the dead
whose ghost of absence haunts the pulsing head.
Stuck in dank danger of my memory,
through puzzle of my documentary,
I love the evil witch who hates my soul
so I play necromancer as my role
to resurrect the dead in ballad tales
who mock the process mental health entails.
I long for bodied contact with my Muse,
though beauty fails to support old world views,
so I go through the Underworld of lies
without looking back to ancestral spies
who remember my frail dismembered frame
strewn on the beach as bones without my name.
I dig the skull of Orpheus from hard dirt
to learn code of his weird prophetic art
so I can weave chaotic swirl of hope
in solemn proverbs that help people cope
with lack of meaning in this brutal life
where gods gain power by killing through strife.
The dead we buried in tomb of grand myths
return as zombies in ringed monoliths
who disassemble narrative of truth
that foretells coming of messiah sleuth
who wears mask of god to hide nothingness
though we sing on bridge of forgetfulness.
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Orpheus wears the mask of Jupiter and preaches salvation through compassion for everyone in the church of the laughing gargoyle.
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