Room Of Silver Light
Room Of Silver Light
© Surazeus
2026 03 07
Azure silence in room of silver light
reveals itself in white blooms on gray trees
that flutter wings of horizontal flight
to map untended roots of flaming breeze
that centers me at core of flashing time,
unshaken by electric scarlet chime.
Companions on our journey through the void,
we measure far horizon of our hearts
that spin on vibrant axis as ovoid
designed by secret message on dream charts
we share at sudden shock of reborn fate
that should require our frail bodies to wait.
Despite pure chaos spooling migrant brains
with ancient strength of honest ardency,
I pray with trees in gratitude of rains
that stain our tattooed souls with vagrancy,
because we sell true beauty of the soul
against good sense that complicates our goal.
Too small of thought to conjure difference
between expended voice of timeless faith
and wretched laughter of grim nonchalance,
I exercise expensive dance of truth
with joyful howl of brave contrarian
because I love our Dream Librarian.
Expendable drop of conceptual rain,
doomed to disappear in tides of change,
I shine with festive bitterness of pain
because I dare traverse the global range
of hungry mountains on quest for respect
detailing progress of my social sect.
So when I take my fundamental place
on pedestal among dire certainties,
I measure sand as substance of my face
which glows through specter of solidities,
because each moment of this fleeting play
I beam appearances that never stay.
Awake with surprise through eternity,
I become Galanthus nivalis bloom
that gleams with snowdrop of uncertainty,
dispersing horror of impending doom
with simple confidence of honored breath
since I accept inevitable death.
If the meek inherit dream of the Earth
to dwell in ruins of old temple halls,
I find in grass and stone immortal worth
as paintings of dead gods on broken walls,
so I watch dragon-shaped clouds in blue skies
conceal activities of psychic spies.
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Orpheus photographs the temple ruins at Tulum as he contemplates the rise and fall of civilizations based on how they treat women.
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