Poem 428 : In Me They Fare
With an ever growing curiosity I gaze up at the glittering starry night,
Asking where in the heavens does Asgard orbit around its solar light ?
Do our Gods reside with us in our galaxy, or could it be in the next ?
The answers do not come easily, causing a feeling most perplexed.
Was that streak of light across the black void really a shooting star ?
Or could it have been All-Father Odin riding swift Sleipnir from afar ?
A peaceful smile comes upon me as I gaze upon Mani's pockmarked face,
I worry though that our crescent friend, to Managarm, will one day lose the race.
The morning mist reminds me of Niflheim, I wonder how the dead are faring,
Hel, thrown into deep poverty and deprivation, and yet still she is caring.
As Nott bows gracefully to Dag, and the forest retires each and every beast,
Like an old friend, warm and comfortable, beautiful Sunna rises in the east.
The realm of Midgard, moments before dark and scary, now becomes a haven,
Odin's children awaken, and begin their chores, watched by a mindful raven,
Jord, instantly bathed in sunlight, allows her inhabitants to bask in all her glory,
And in the dawn, and through the morning, Mother Earth she shares her story.
Midday heat, the steaming noon, Thor rides on his swift chariot from cloud to cloud,
His spinning wheels cause the air to shake, and the clapping thunder to rumble loud,
The energy builds, the lightning strikes, and the dark clouds quickly begin to drain,
With Freyr's help, and Freyja's magic, the heavy moisture falls to earth as rain.
I watch as a child playfully splashes in a puddle, and I think of Frigga's love,
It reminds me that we are not alone, for she is watching from high above,
As the light once again recedes into darkness, I suddenly become aware,
And with a little grin, I walk away, knowing now it is in me that They fare !
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ) © Copyright, 2018.