Thor, the Norse God of Thunder, had a hammer named Mjölnir. Mjölnir was considered a fierce weapon that could level mountains and summon lightning with every blow. In this poetry blog, every Thursday, (Thor’s Day), Mjölnir will forge only song - sing of the mysteries and beauties of the world.
A figure emerged
from the clouds
as an ocean
of allowing.
He could be anyone.
But he wasn't.
What mattered most
was: only in
the quiet
of his quieting mind,
rivered in wisps
and thinning mists,
could a rose even think
to think to grow.
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