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Saturday, February 22, 2025

Cottage By The Elm

Cottage By The Elm
© Surazeus
2025 02 22

Trinkets people made with creative hands 
flicker in sunlight as they twist and turn 
in river breeze blowing them where they hang 
from limbs of the ancient elm on the hill 
where ghosts of people who lived in the vale 
gather to feast at cottage by the elm. 

I watch rich drama of their life unfold 
for each ghost gathered in the river vale 
who lived and died in time of endless change 
each generation for ten thousand years, 
flames of life bright with energy of love 
till they vanish at cottage by the elm. 

I hear their voices echo in lush groves 
as they express dialogues of desire 
to negotiate through romantic love 
who will generate life in children named 
for spirits who glow in each river stone 
though they linger at cottage by the elm. 

I stand alone in small deserted town 
by long-dried well surrounded by quaint homes 
where ghosts of many generations float 
nameless outside frames of old photographs 
though I can almost seen them in sun gleams 
where they dream me at cottage by the elm. 

I feel vibration of their hopes and dreams 
radiate from river stones on cobbled streets 
where they walked on daily routines of faith 
to maintain bodies with chemical flash 
of psychic passion programmed by lost myths, 
emanations at cottage by the elm. 

I feel their conscious memories of joy, 
transformed from fear by hymns of honest faith, 
program how my brain perceives complex world 
framed by mythic context of bleak despair 
which motivates my quest to find the truth 
hidden as ghosts at cottage by the elm. 

I strum the lyre of Mercury with care 
and sing enchanting melodies of faith 
so trees and stones vibrate with conscious glow, 
or so I imagine as I sing spells 
which translate river flow to human song, 
long trapped by time at cottage by the elm. 

Names of every person who ever lived 
on every planet in the universe 
glow before my eyes as sunlight on water, 
so I record their tales in Book of Life 
while chanting epic of human desire 
to live in peace at cottage by the elm. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus visits every deserted village in every river vale of the Earth to record the name and life of every person who ever lived in epic of human desire.

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