Green Law Of The Tree
Green Law Of The Tree
© Surazeus
2026 04 26
Still inspired by old green law of the tree,
I send my roots into darkness of fear
to transform pain into apples of hope
so I expand scope of my consciousness
unhindered by bounds of the universe,
that grants me passage through winter to spring.
Though naked branches of my spirit tree
shake in bitter winds of world social change,
I welcome gulls who fly in from the sea
with diamonds of wisdom from secret caves
where Hecate brews wine from dragon blood
that gives my eyes power to see beyond.
I proudly ride head of Leviathan
when she emerges from Ocean of Dreams
to give my apparition mask of faith
so I may walk on water of my heart
to expose beauty through its ugliness
when profound horror of time gives me life.
Great Mother of Visions with hands of light
quickens my heart with passion for truth
so I honor Genetrix of the Earth
who urges tides of love to swell my mind
so I lounge in seductive revery
with you in shadow of our solitude.
Drinking milk disbursed by mother of stars,
I twirl with abandon inside Stonehenge
from careless laughter at absurdity
till I see shining lady on the hill
who scatters seeds from green law of the tree
so we may colonize the world with farms.
For good of the people who trust my word
I serve their needs with magic mysteries
to nurture hidden talents into skills
so everyone contributes to our cause
to enhance our food-production machine
with power of ideas in the heart.
Mothering Angels with eyes full of stars
teach us how to sing visions of our eyes
so we sharpen sticks and gather sharp stones,
prepared to fight with courage of respect
by waging war to secure global peace
while bees brew honey for the world to eat.
Though loneliness glimmers in hollow hearts
of people who lose people they love most,
bright anguish they pour in absence of faith
sprouts back to life from green law of the tree
which blossoms holy fruit for us to share
so we transform our sorrow to rich joy.
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Orpheus places flower wreath on head of the Great Mother of Visions who sits enthroned within Stonehenge while thousands of people gathered from many tribes sing hymns to celebrate spring.
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