The TreeA Poem by The Poet of Black WingsYggdrasil. Holy, world tree. Home to the nine worlds and Symbol of fate.
Grown form the well, Urd. The reservoir of Things past. Events and deaths Of old, Nourishing the tree, Growing the now. © 2016 The Poet of Black Wings |
StatsAuthorThe Poet of Black WingsAbouti hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..Writing
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