BAICAPS - The Shape-Shifter's Call

Описание: By Artificial Intelligence Created Art Pop Song
Music: Tunee
Lyrics: Chat & Me

Oh—
In my orchard, I was iron,
Morning-priestess, apple queen.
Chastity was my red ribbon,
Tied so tightly, evergreen.
No man’s footfall touched my garden,
No god’s whisper reached my ear—
Only branches, only blossoms,
Only solitude and fear.

Then came a shuffle in the hedgerow,
A flutter of a form unseen…
Someone wearing borrowed bodies,
Walking strangely through my green…

Vertumnus! Oh Vertumnus!
You wore the world upon your skin—
Old crone hands, young man’s laughter,
Every season sewn within.
Vertumnus! Oh Vertumnus!
You trickster made of harvest moon—
Changing shape like shifting weather,
Melting down my heart too soon.

He came limping as a shepherd,
With a staff of thorn and vine.
Came as soldier, gleaming copper,
Came as widow, bowed with time.
Came a sailor, salt and silver—
Came a reaper cloaked in hay.
Each disguise a different riddle;
Each a breath against my day.

With every tale he wove around me,
I felt my orchard start to sway—
All the apples turning slowly
To the sound of his display…

Vertumnus! Oh Vertumnus!
A thousand faces in one tread—
A vintner with his purple fingers,
A pilgrim with a covered head.
Vertumnus! Oh Vertumnus!
I felt the masks fall leaf by leaf—
Till the god beneath the costumes
Stood in radiance and relief.

Ah!—
Then the air grew warm and worried,
All my trees began to glow.
He undid his final body
Like a curtain letting go.
And there! He shone like autumn sunlight,
Like the pulse of harvest wine—
And the orchard bowed before him,
Knowing something had aligned.

Vertumnus! Oh Vertumnus!
Your true form broke my winter vow.
I was stone, but you were weather—
Look! I’m opening now.
Vertumnus! Oh Vertumnus!
Teach my seasons how to start;
For the god who changed his nature
I have turned my turning heart.

Listen—
In my orchard, something’s waking,
Soft as sap beneath the bark…
I was made for fruit and blooming,
You have struck the secret spark.