Gold Peonies Bloom © Surazeus 2025 05 06 Gold peonies bloom from heart of the Earth to dream untelling beauty of lost time through simple answer of sunlight on grass from questions wind asks over the rippling lake so I pretend that Nature loves my soul since she created me from nothingness. Young mother in red gown on glowing stone suckles new-born child with star-sparkling eyes, and sings while her young sister plays the lute in tune with melody of the wood thrush that sings in shelter of the sprawling oak while rays of sunlight beam in swirling clouds. Her husband, killed in battle to defend castle garden where she raises their child, never resurrects from the marble tomb, glowing with divine power of the sun as his body crumbles into mute dust though her tears splash the Earth with hopeful prayer. Leaping from lap of his mother with hope, the young son of the martyred warrior runs swift with eager curiosity across broad field that shimmers goldenrods with eerie glow beneath the silver sky, then pauses puzzled at silence of time. Three grim men rise from dark shadows of hate with swords honed too sharp on their bitter hearts, and lunge forward with cruel snarls of rage to murder son of their old enemy with intention to erase him from Earth, but he dodges sharp blades with agile grace. Quick as his pet wolf leaping at his side, Galhardus twirls and somersaults in loops to misdirect each thrust of arrogance till they lose focus of attentive fear, exposed to thrust of his knife in their hearts, so they fall writhing in anguish of pain. Wiping blade clean of their blood on the grass, Galhardus skips with innocent disdain and gives his mother leather bags of coins that glitter gold with face of his dead father, so she embraces him with shocked surprise, relieved he returns to her arms alive. While plucking pears from rustling trees at dawn, Galhardus spies young woman in white gown who seems to float on fluttering angel wings as she glides gracefully on river shore, so he breathes deep to calm his beating heart and offers fruit she eats with beaming smile.
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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Tuesday, May 6, 2025
Gold Peonies Bloom
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Orpheus teaches Galhardus how to strum the lute and improvise narrative ballads that recount the deeds of great heroes who died protecting their castle clan.
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