Sudden Chime Of Flowers
© Surazeus
2026 04 04

I think spring wind that moves my garden gate
with sudden chime of flowers in sunlight
might be young daughter of the lyre-skilled seer
whose bright uncanny chord of ardent faith
makes fruit trees dance with joy in morning rain,
so I sing with her spirit in my heart.

Though I have slept alone for many years,
secure in calm state of my solitude,
warmth of love that blooms from giving heart
no more than illusion of fading fate,
sweet voice of her free spirit sparks my soul
awake from silence of my loneliness.

After searching for her on homeless plains,
I step outside door of safe house I built
from fragile memories of cheerful laughs,
and find shrewd daughter of the lyre-skilled seer
tending herbs and fruit trees on river shore
where I wander mute as water-smoothed stones.

I ask forgiveness from her shining eyes
as her deft hands tend roots of healing herbs
when she mixes fresh fruits and vegetables
with magical secrets of alchemy
to prepare healthy feast for wanderers
who gather around table of her heart.

Now that faint shadow of my nameless soul
has split in two bright spirits on the grass,
I breathe celestial aura of the moon
and sing enchanting melody of love
while graceful daughter of the lyre-skilled seer
frolics before large crowd of travelers.

With sudden gust of wind that shakes our hearts
our wild-winged son of fate, brave Icarus,
swoops down from tall tree on taut sturdy rope,
then seems to fly with eagle elegance
above the awe-struck crowd of refugees
who cheer transcendence of divinity.

Though he transforms into the wingless crow
who travels distant lands of sparkling snow,
our curious son investigates star flight
by searching for the highest peak of hope
so he can soar beyond bounds of this world,
though he may fall in bosom of the sea.

Immense red glare of flames in timeless sky
portends apocalypse of global wars,
but clever daughter of the lyre-skilled seer
tends fruit trees with attentive hands of faith,
for empires stand on hard productive work
of farmers and crafters with love for beauty.

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Orpheus visits his daughter and son-in-law at their home in Elysium where they run temple hotel for travelers by providing food and entertainment every night.

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