Monday, November 4, 2024

House Woven From Light

House Woven From Light
© Surazeus
2024 11 04

Loneliness of the house woven from light 
spurs young girl to wander the village paths 
while giving eerie shadows of her heart 
to strangers who give her words in return, 
so she reinvents herself as the crow 
that sprinkles evening raindrops on her hair. 

Regret for something that never occurs 
stops her slow journey on the grassy hill 
where bees describe how anguish of love feels 
to be free of names tagged by cruel desire, 
so she reinvents herself as the horse 
that wants to show her where apple trees grow. 

Disgust for dirty water of the pool 
instills in her respect for flashing rain 
that drenches trees with sparkles of sunlight 
who whisper secrets she would like to know, 
so she reinvents herself as the cow 
that ponders mystery of important grass. 

Surprise at how the silver moon explodes 
from wings of crows that whirl across the sky 
startles her awake from soft river song 
each time she closes her eyes in shy fear, 
so she reinvents herself as the tree 
that knows why laughter cures the broken heart. 

Sorrow of sudden negligence refined 
urges the lonely girl to touch the horse 
whose libertarian swiftness of progress 
embodies joyful beauty of the wind, 
so she reinvents herself as the stone 
that knows where the wild river wants to go. 

Hunger for beauty beaming from the face 
of the stranger who gives her cup of juice 
numbs her passion to race time with the horse 
though he waits patiently beside the pool, 
so she reinvents herself as the frog 
that knows how long stars glow before they die. 

Sadness in stone cairn of the nameless ghost 
inspires the girl, who makes herself crow wings, 
to ask the sky why angry people kill 
other people who refuse to obey, 
so she reinvents herself as the owl 
that shows her how to understand herself. 

Awe for weird transformation of her soul 
shocks the young girl with eyes black as the sun 
with knowledge she perceives in spoken words 
about how seeds fertilize eggs with life, 
so she reinvents herself as the sun 
that weaves our world from song of loving light. 


1 comment:

  1. Orpheus finds Ophelia under the apple tree on the hill entranced by strange beauty of sunlight in drops of rain that splash on her upturned face.

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