Boy With Green Eyes

Boy With Green Eyes
© Surazeus
2022 01 19

The pregnant girl walks across the gold plain, 
eyes searching for a fruit tree by a stream. 
Reaching her hand up with cautious intent, 
she plucks ripe apple before the snake strikes. 
Tears flow down her gaunt cheeks with every bite 
as she thinks about the boy with green eyes. 

Holding hands as they run down to the lake, 
the boy and the girl twirl around in wind. 
Leaning close to his chest with big round eyes, 
she begs him for fresh apples from the tree. 
Reaching up his hand toward the sunlit fruit, 
the boy cries out in pain when a snake bites. 

Writhing in agony from searing pain, 
the boy leans against the indifferent tree. 
The girl grasps his body in trembling arms, 
shocked at the terror that poisons his eyes. 
Wind swirls around the girl as the sun sets, 
erasing paradise from her wet eyes. 

The pregnant girl sits under the fruit tree, 
face turned away from where his body lies. 
She tries to remember how many days 
she kneeled beside his body in gold grass. 
Though the boy lies dead under the fruit tree, 
inside her belly his soul grows reborn. 

Clutching low thick branch of the apple tree, 
the girl screams in agony of childbirth. 
Lightning flashes across the windy plain, 
illuminating spirit of her eyes. 
The new-born child of the snake-bitten boy 
slides from her heart to wiggle in the grass. 

Cradling child of her lover in warm arms, 
the mother gazes in his large green eyes. 
Though your father was bitten by the snake, 
he lives again in body of your soul. 
Dawn sun glows red across the grassy plain, 
indifferent to the mother and her child. 

The mother holds the hand of her young child, 
helping him to stand and walk on his own. 
When the snake slithers around the tree trunk 
the boy grasps its neck and chokes it to death. 
Falling to her knees as fear drains away, 
the mother weeps and kisses smiling boy. 

The boy orders baskets of fruit and eggs 
which he gathered in the woods by the lake. 
When his mother never wakes from deep sleep, 
the boy covers her rotting corpse with flowers. 
Standing under the fruit tree by the lake, 
the boy gazes at her skull in his hand.