A Saga Untold

Iceland Blue

 

A saga untold
About to unfold
Freedoms roar
Dragons soar

A völva’s gaze
Cutting through the haze
Golden snake uncurls
Protecting the Earth

Silent creation
No separation
The language of the elements
Spoken with eloquence

Mankind forgets
We are no-one, and yet…
A mystery; never born
Does the rose have a thorn?

16 comments

  1. Ann- Charlotte Vindt. says:

    Jeg prøver også denne adresse.
    Hjertelig tillykke med fødselsdagen.
    Fra din far og A. C.

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  2. My kind of landscape! Beautiful, Hanne.

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  3. F.G.M. says:

    Stunning picture, stunning poem. The last verse/question is just beautiful 🙂

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    • Frédérc, thank you much!
      The last line in the last verse so wrote itself that I was sitting looking at it puzzled and curious for a long time… poems can be like that, even take the writer by surprise 🙂
      Thank you for re-tweeting it too!

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  4. paranoiasnfm says:

    OMG!
    Beautiful poewm…

    I stopped to appreciate this landscape…. so amazing… i have that will to explore all corner of that!!! 😀
    So beautiful!

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  5. Primeval landscape puts a spell on me! I am especially drawn to these 2 lines in your poem: Silent creation/No separation.

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  6. Stunning post…I love both the words and the image 🙂

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