Raven Quill Of Faith
© Surazeus
2026 11 09

Amazed at beauty of this messy world,
I write my dreams with raven quill of faith
so they sprout wings and fly in glowing clouds
which leaves me wandering in the Brooding Wood
where children of my body never born
leap around me and mock me till I laugh.

Annoyed at suffering people must endure,
I code weird spells with raven quill of faith
to reprogram how our brains perceive the world
of complex forms, composed of molecules,
through scientific framework that predicts
effects resulting from proactive cause.

Inspired by pleasure we experience,
I weave new myths with raven quill of faith
to name the humble people of our world,
who perform daily rituals with calm hope,
as heroes whose deeds support global state
which nurtures every person with brave love.

Confused by cruel lie of the afterlife,
I design creed with raven quill of faith
that describes with accurate formulas
essential nature of atomic change
transforming bodies of quick chemicals
through vibrant radiance of our conscious minds.

Entranced by mercurial music of fear,
I compose tunes with raven quill of faith
that spark Prime Ghost at heart of spinning Earth
with potent passion of firm self-control
which channels flash of electricity
through spiral coil of genes inside my brain.

Enriched by wisdom children sing in play,
I draft star hall with raven quill of faith
from architectural concept of the brain
enwoven in clusters of galaxies
that aggregate zillions of globes with life
as God Soul glowing in organic brains.

Alarmed by laughter of gods in glass banks,
I sketch Star Queen with raven quill of faith
whose soul embodies spirit of respect,
bright shining with compassion of her heart,
when we vote for her to rule as seer of trust
global institution of thought control.

Amused by haughty pride of greedy fools,
I craft great law with raven quill of faith
that guarantees equal justice for all
so we live as we will, if we harm none,
since we design our fate with every choice
that we express through psychic verse of love.

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Orpheus preaches at podium in the cathedral converted into an Astarium where people of Zarathia worship Ishtar on the Sabbath of every Saturday at dawn.

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