Monday, 16 May 2011
There were three of them,
Playing around three trees.
Three birds sang,
Three beds of flowers,
Three pots of jasmine, clematis and rose.
Three types of laughter,
Three clouds in the sky.
Three houses on the horizon.
Three ships at sea.
Three figues: young, middle and old.
Three names, three houses, three flowers, three children.
Three darling sunsets as the children kept playing for
Far away Three great rivers.
In the distance,
Three of mountain, ice and fire.
Three bottles of water.
Three roots of the Great Tree.
In the Undeworld there are the
Three headed hounds
and three howls.
Before Ragnarok are Three severe Winters.
Then in Summer Three trees with three times apples.
Out of this, three young wolves play and dance in the meadow. Innocent of the world, they share the sacred value.