Bifrost above
Irridescent Serpent below
Midgard between You
Which pathway calls me to service?
Jormungand, I adore you.
Bifrost dazzles with It's light
A scintillating dance - Night's garment flutters
A sight as delightful as fireworks
Yet distant - to be seen, not touched.
My heart in awe.
Iridescent Serpent
Aloof
Distant yet responsive when called through the heart center
You know who You are.
You know Your name.
You allow the Seeker to tread the line You form
As she progresses upon her quest.
Seeking her Truth through contact with Your Truth
Absorbed through stocking-ed feet and measured gait.
'...Teach me, Oh Serpent, to live with the turning and not mistake it for a straight line...'
Jormungand, I adore you
