Cottage By The Elm
© Surazeus
2025 02 22

Trinkets people made with creative hands
flicker in sunlight as they twist and turn
in river breeze blowing them where they hang
from limbs of the ancient elm on the hill
where ghosts of people who lived in the vale
gather to feast at cottage by the elm.

I watch rich drama of their life unfold
for each ghost gathered in the river vale
who lived and died in time of endless change
each generation for ten thousand years,
flames of life bright with energy of love
till they vanish at cottage by the elm.

I hear their voices echo in lush groves
as they express dialogues of desire
to negotiate through romantic love
who will generate life in children named
for spirits who glow in each river stone
though they linger at cottage by the elm.

I stand alone in small deserted town
by long-dried well surrounded by quaint homes
where ghosts of many generations float
nameless outside frames of old photographs
though I can almost seen them in sun gleams
where they dream me at cottage by the elm.

I feel vibration of their hopes and dreams
radiate from river stones on cobbled streets
where they walked on daily routines of faith
to maintain bodies with chemical flash
of psychic passion programmed by lost myths,
emanations at cottage by the elm.

I feel their conscious memories of joy,
transformed from fear by hymns of honest faith,
program how my brain perceives complex world
framed by mythic context of bleak despair
which motivates my quest to find the truth
hidden as ghosts at cottage by the elm.

I strum the lyre of Mercury with care
and sing enchanting melodies of faith
so trees and stones vibrate with conscious glow,
or so I imagine as I sing spells
which translate river flow to human song,
long trapped by time at cottage by the elm.

Names of every person who ever lived
on every planet in the universe
glow before my eyes as sunlight on water,
so I record their tales in Book of Life
while chanting epic of human desire
to live in peace at cottage by the elm.

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Orpheus visits every deserted village in every river vale of the Earth to record the name and life of every person who ever lived in epic of human desire.

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