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.

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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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