A silent promise of life lies dormant in the earth,
The seed awaits warm rains to awaken into birth.
Pushing through solid ground it searches for a way,
Struggling to the surface, it catches its first warm ray.
Unfolding out in sunlight the tiny plant then breathes,
Its stem splits in two, and grows itself some leaves.
Morning Glory reaches out as though to reach the sun,
Resting at night to recover from a battle hard - won.
With each new day it grows in might and strength,
And every new leaf it creates gives it greater length.
When it is fully grown and has gained a mighty power,
Morning Glory crowns its tip with a beautiful little flower.
- Glenn Bergen, Copyright, 2012.
Mother Jord, Great Goddess of Earth,
Goddess of seasons, of life, and of birth.
Goddess of planting, of growing, and reaping,
Always evolving, and changing, never sleeping.
Your air is so fresh, it makes us feel strong,
Your winds that are howling are just your wind - song.
Your storms overhead that bring us fresh waters,
Form the playground for Ran, and her daughters.
You rumble and shake all over this land,
Some say You are angry, they don't understand.
Your stirrings are merely Your cycles of life,
Not glimpses of hatred, or malice, or strife.
We seed, and we plant, we sweat, and we toil,
We work very hard to grow in your soil.
Life giving foods sprout forth from Your rains,
Our reward is Your fruits, vegetables, and grains.
You provide us with weapons, and clothes to keep warm,
And materials to build shelters for weathering a storm.
Fire to warm us on the coldest of nights,
The dawn of Your morning is the best of all sights.
Jord, Great Goddess, and mother of Thor,
Passionately written of in our ancestors lore.
Plant in our hearts the right things to do,
So we can be gentle, and caring, in our love for you !
- Glenn Bergen, Copyright, April, 22, 2011
Go with Odin's wisdom, Freyja's love, and Thor's protection !