Cold descends fast
Smothering my senses
The wind whips up
In a fell voice upon
The wintered mountain
Who are your stars,
The voice rasps
Rough to my ears
My stars are those
Who I venerate, my Gods
Deities of hearth, of war
Of fire, of the sea, of healing
I say
And what of I, child
Skadi asks, voice chill
Sending ice running sharp
Through my shivering veins
Can you venerate me?
Can you love winter?
#MastoPrompt #Venerate #Skadi #NorseMythology
Art is of Skadi and is by Andantonius on Deviantart