Mercurial Voice Of Faith
Mercurial Voice Of Faith
© Surazeus
2026 07 28
Far from lush island of my lonely heart
I sail ship of the sun across wild sea
and wander lost in wilderness of hope
four hundred years in hills of swirling mist,
yet sweet Gritania with star-silver eyes
calls my name with voice of the mountain wind.
Back home to where my soul was born from stone
I long to fly on wings of Icarus,
but I wake here in land of Onatah
where ringing melodies of golden harps
are too faint for my aching heart to hear
beneath loud rumble of machinery.
I am no foolhardy Odysseus
cursed to drive many turns of trickery
down endless maze of crowded city streets,
for I remain in hazy land of dreams
far from stone tower on lush hill I built
where harp of my heart moans in lonely wind.
Annoyed at ache of longing in my heart
to return home across the wine-dark sea
on ship I build from strong paternal bones,
I strum guitar Taliesin gave to me
and sing psalms with mercurial voice of faith
that Fortune will give me fate that I choose.
Another sad song no one wants to hear
unravels ache of wisdom in my heart
so I continue to sing cryptic spell
depicting quest to build new Wonderland
which we pursue with brave naivety
though I almost drown in vast sea of tears.
I want to shuffle off this mortal coil
and spring on vibrant wings of Icarus
to fly beyond bounds of this spinning globe,
but spirit of my conscious sense of self
is conjured by quick memories of my brain
so I am bound to dwell within its frame.
Gold lion on shore of my Isle of Skythe
strums Harp of David with eccentric style
that stirs my heart from mute youth of despair
to prophesy new age of unity
when Gothinia, Zarathia, and Russia
will form new world Empire of Anglonesia.
Safe in castle tower on Isle of Skythe
I long to dwell with wise bride of my heart,
but I remain in Appalachian hills
safe in our home where blind devils stand guard
while I strum ancient Lyre of Mercury
and sing psalms with mercurial voice of faith.
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Orpheus wanders in the crowded amusement park of Wonderland, bemused by all the interesting people in their excited family units of ancient souls.
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