With failure before her
The Whispers run free.
She must try again
So she cut the roots of her tree.
Planted in the ground
The Norns begin their ways.
The weavers of fate
String together the night and days.
With all the creatures
That live and die.
The Norns weave the outcome
As the Whispers fly.
With the seasons stabilized,
And the world set atoned.
Yggdrasil notices something
In the world has grown.
What was once Ape
Stood tall and vast.
Began to use a club
To kills its' prey fast.
It became smart
And vocalizes too.
Herds clinging together
As Humans stand true.
About the Creator
Mark Shaw
I began writing lyrics and stories back in high school. Even went as far as publishing a poem online and it being in a book. As with film a picture can say a thousand words and show emotion, but audio triggers that emotion.
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