Mother Weeping For Her Son

Mother Weeping For Her Son
© Surazeus
2023 10 11

Azure starkness of cold dawn winter light 
casts alien memories of forgotten hope 
on clear originality through thought 
with pungent sting of juice from apples ripe 
too long from whistle of blind autumn wind 
that frantically searches desolate land. 

Gold barren waste of stubble-stunted grass 
swells vast with sodden sorrow slowly sunned 
sordid from angst of hunger-haunting moss 
too lonely for time unwinding taut mind 
that savors every shudder of cold wind 
creeping from sinister river of sand. 

Gaunt face of her shadow in window glass 
startles awake her deepest sense of self 
contained in long-unspoken name of bliss 
she whispers to remind herself how half 
of blank eternity will pass each hour 
she lingers waiting for Death by locked door. 

Numb fingers of their own volition touch 
terror-stretched skin of her wind-blistered cheek 
to test if she can feel demonic itch 
tearing at her heart with mortified squawk 
as last hot flame of romantic desire 
sears wordless despair in dull pulsing sore. 

Whose grim wolf face of honest love she loved 
fades dim in moaning wind of midnight gloom 
she half recalls from sweet pleasure she craved 
at shattered vision that props up their home 
since he last kissed her lips with tender care 
before trudging off to fight noble war. 

Though ice-cold wind crushes her heart with fear 
warm spring glow sparked by passion of his lust 
flickers dimly deep in womb of last star 
that flashes far above her fragile ghost 
since seed of his soul grows into their child 
as her body fashions his spirit mold. 

So though he dies on battlefield of pride 
his child in her preserves immortal soul 
which incarnates state of his psychic code 
that will grow conscious in his reborn skull 
while never knowing his paternal source 
during life-long search to dispel his curse. 

Bright moon screams silent lullaby of faith 
through melancholy tune her heart contrives 
as through long reverent prayer she conjures myth 
to play mother weeping for son she saves 
who watches her pray to God forty years 
to seal bitter pain of her hidden scars.