Ode To A Norse Witch
Sea and riddles cast the tides to unearth.
The truth that nature is the only true God.
As the Godess is our mother, man needs
balance.
As sails need winds, time must know legend .
And daughters of earth are the flame of our
existence.
She walks between realms, breathing life to
the worn.
Soul within ancient truths may breathe new
tales to fire’s light.
To God and Goddess, love knows no end as does
life.
Breathe eternal daughter of this realm.
John Patrick Robbins, is The editor in chief of the Rye Whiskey Review.
His
work has appeared here at Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Fearless Poetry
Zine, Fixator Press, Horror Sleaze Trash, Piker Press, Red Fez, The Dope
Fiend Daily, Medusa's Kitchen, San Antonio Review.
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