Holy Land Earth © Surazeus 2025 01 23 The way we travel forward over land becomes ideal concept of the Road which functions as straight progress to our goal through empty space where trees no longer grow, so we signify with names of the dead advancement of our journey in our head. Bearing basket of berries, nuts, and eggs that dangles on her arm with casual joy, Gearthe strolls across the meadow of flowers from her home in small cave on the hill slope to the apple woods where the river flows so many times her feet blaze road of hope. Entranced by elegant grace of her being as she glides with confidence on her way, Wulfgard sits nonchalantly by large stone halfway between the river and her home, hoping to catch attention of her eyes by lounging as he strums the harp and sings. Enchanted by harmony of his voice that beams vision of love with charming words, Gearthe visits with Wulfgard by the stone each day after they walk along her road, and she cooks meals with produce he provides, eating together at dawn, noon, and eve. Bearing three children from seed of his love, Gearthe teaches them to explore her way along the roads her curious nature blazed, gathering food and water from apple woods, then weave flower wreaths in the evening glow as they drink cider and sing in her cave. Lured from their homestead by swift running deer, Wulfgard faces through the woods many miles, then bears it back to roast and smoke its meat, but finds their children weeping in the cave because three men dragged their mother away, so he follows the trail to find his wife. Approaching castle of stone on high hill, Wulfgard demands they free his honest bride, so tall man wearing gold crown with long sword fights contest over who will wed the girl, but when Wulfgard defeats the haughty king he pushes her out window of the tower. Bearing dying Gearthe home in his arms, Wulfgard lays her broken soul by the stone where she sang ballads while he strummed the harp, and declares, "I name this holy land Earth, and our children I call Gerthmanians," then kisses her soul as she fades away.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Thursday, January 23, 2025
Holy Land Earth
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