Dance of the Gods
I am a god.
A god of many talents and many meanings,
The Divine spark ignited
Given form and face.
I walk the worlds with the surety of my own dwelling.
Stepping lightly among the branches of the Great World Tree
I climb ever higher until I reach,
Centered at the apex of the heavens,
The Ben-ben stone.
The golden, glinting capstone of creation.
Engraved on it’s sloping sides,
The story of the Abyss and of the sacred World Mound.
Brought forth from the darkness,
And given light and life.
And I smiled!
From the very heights to the very depths.
With speed and grace I find myself,
Moving among the roots of the Tree.
Working my way into the center of the earth,
Until at last come to a sprawling cavern.
At the center a roaring bonfire,
And circled round a tribe of Men.
The Ancestors of ages past and yet to come.
The fire light danced among the shadows,
And yet it also danced within the eyes of each.
“Come,” they call to me, “Sit with us,
And share our tales of life and light and wisdom learned.”
And I smiled!
So from the dark of night I rose,
Until I found myself standing in between,
At the trunk of the Mighty World Tree.
The green grass spread wide and far.
At this I gave a shout and leapt,
Transformed myself and out I ran.
Ran as nothing on four legs could do.
To seek the horizons and adventures to be had.
The peoples I’ve met and the songs I’ve heard.
The elves, the dwarfs, elementals, and all the rest.
Each to lead me in their dance,
Of light and life and wisdom granted.
And I smiled!
Gorgeous