278. A Matter Of Perspective
But that moment passes in just the blink of the God' s eyes.
With calendars Midgardians keep track of the passing years,
The Mighty Gods sense time changing only as different ages.
We are fascinated with the ancient dinosaurs, now long gone,
While the Gods come face to face with monsters every day.
We humans delight in a horse that can win the triple crown,
Eight legged Sleipnir, and the boar Gullinbursti belong to the Gods.
Mankind marvels at having reached the distant lunar surface,
When the Gods have carefully crafted the universe and the earth.
We are but one insignificant world barely seen in the night sky,
While the magnificent Gods of old created and rule the heavens.
The Gods barely notice us as we go about our insignificant lives,
Though once in a while one of us catches the eye of the Valfather.
Odin chooses from among us not because we are their equals,
He summons the best warriors to fight Hel' s minions at Ragnarok.
We are judged by the God' s strict standards, and not by our own,
Although they care for us, they see us rightly as a flawed lesser being.
Only mankind, in their own vain glory, thinks very highly of itself,
It is all in the eyes of the beholder, a simple matter of perspective.
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.