Shapeshifters Rebirth
Inspired by Norse mythology.
We sat in the long meadow grass
looking out across that Nordic valley
we didn't need to think about anything
nor utter cumbersome words from our lips.
This was once our home, our sacred place
this beautiful tranquil forgotten place
it was once a fishing village of Nordic people
such a village of caring simple folk, simple but hearts of gold.
For I was your love and you were mine
that beautiful shapeshifter you'll always be
you kept yourself hidden from those mortal eyes
yet I always knew who you were.
Even now hundreds of years on
you play your part well and hide in such plan sight
but no one will ever truly know
that you and he and he is you
a shapeshift every reborn.
But still we come to our first home
its our scared ground
that tranquil place we call our own
no one will know that you and he and he is you
for I'm she that stood beside you
the ever loyal wife protecting you from the venom of our son.
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