Welcome To Eden Picture Perfect Countryside Village Serenity
The waters trickling under the
crossing bridge grows ever dormant
And on the one and only discernable
route into this village languishing beneath
there is a old rickety swinging sign that says
" Welcome to Eden "
We trust you enjoy your stay
Where the church choir in the district
can be muffled heard singing an
unbeknownst to me unfamiliar
version of silent night in D#minor
chord
Accompanied by a piping church organ
and orchestral screeching violin string
quartet
As the flowers those still left alive
upon tombstone as if to dress the
dead in floral tribute scent
Waver to its beat as do the tree
leaves like an ensemble cast of
extra actors in limited supply
And so all is good and well in this
here neatly tucked away sleepy
pictures perfect countryside village
Where the only thing the residents have
to complain about is the odd bit of
traffic once in a while passing through it
And whence autumn season cometh
and blows the leaves from the ailing
creaking branches obliterating the
high street main thoroughfare
The setting for an aspiring painter or
twitches to dream about as everything
around and abound It is electric
On both the eye and stimulates
all other senses we as human beings
so possess as well
Resemblant more of a trinket gift
shop trapped inside a snow globe
scene
Far removed from the city's rallying cry
that with every heartbeat and second
passing seems a lifetime ago further
away
Until i so have to intern flee back to my
crucible cathedral life from whence
i came like a sparrow bird
To my far more visceral familiar
surrounding that I am accustomed to
Red brick walls and building covered
decorative in coal smog and exhaust
plumes
Where ferrel newly mobile foxes
scout bins for morsels of delightful
treats to prize from within
Back to flowers only seen in shopping
mall window display or parks and
natures beauty in picture postcards
that don't come with
The same sense or feeling of wellbeing
attached inside and what it is actually
like being and standing there in person
And to be able to stop and take it all in
as if you hadn't seen or will quite ever
get to see the likes of its serenity since
before or such again alike
Hoping and praying to get the opportunity
once more to go back there sometime
in the not to distant future soon again
Joined this time at the hip and hand with
a lover pray stood besides one to show
it off
To them as well in all of its ethereal
natural esthetic majestic glory
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2023
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