The Poems of Oryhun: Yggdrasil pt 1

Yggdrasil the world creator

Or to some Mother Nature.

Born from the ashes

Her roots begin their adventure.

The trenches dig deep

And the mountains high.

She pollinates the ground

And spreads them to the sky.

Her babies grow in abundance

And flourish the world with life.

From the grass to the trees

They grow with no strife.

Now comes the magic

Not from witches or wizards

But the transition

From insects to lizards.

Between the fish and birds

That flock the sky and sea.

To the amphibians and reptiles

That grow taller than you and me.

But what comes in the horizon

Yggdrasil is not prepared for.

As a blast rips her art work

And bestows a frosted core.