Lonely In Her Heart

Lonely In Her Heart
© Surazeus
2023 01 29

The girl, who walks across the plain of grass, 
knows not that she is lonely in her heart 
for she is friends with the sun and the wind, 
and she talks to the river of blue light 
who replies with soft laughter of pure joy, 
so she thinks she is the star stone who sings. 

The girl, who plucks apples from tree of life, 
chats with the smiling spirit of the tree 
about game of the lion and the deer, 
and the tree explains the cycle of life, 
how things are born, perform their role, then die, 
for everything will dissolve in the wind. 

The girl, who stands on broad top of the hill 
to see the river flowing on the plain, 
asks the wind, who hugs her with eager arms, 
why she feels sharp hungry ache of desire 
to feel the bold rain fill her empty heart 
with bolt of lightning from the glowing sun. 

The girl, who holds the white moon in her hand, 
gleaming diamond she finds on the hill top, 
gazes deep in cold water of its depth 
to see the first flash at the dawn of time 
expand into sparkling torrent of stars 
that stream pure white as milk across the sky. 

The girl, who walks along the river shore, 
sees the tall wingless owl with hands like hers, 
and stares astonished as he waves his arms 
then runs fast as the swift deer on two legs 
to stand before her with featherless face, 
so she reaches out her hand to touch his. 

The girl, who holds basket of fruits and nuts, 
intertwines the fingers of her left hand 
with agile fingers of the wingless owl, 
so she talks to him about life and death, 
and when he talks she understands his thoughts, 
for he is the boy and not the tree owl. 

The girl, who stands alone on windy plain, 
feels lonely for the first time in her life 
when she watches the boy with stick and stone 
walk away and disappear in the trees, 
so she follows him to top of the hill 
where they stand together in hopeful wind. 

The girl, who feels lonely when he is gone, 
gives the boy the sweet apple of her heart, 
watching him smile with delight as he eats, 
then she kisses his mouth with eager hope, 
and they make love under the apple tree 
as the wind and the river sing with joy.