Adorations & Devotionals, History, Culture & Worship, Worship

Bragrfull (Adorations for Bragi)


What glory could settle the breeze?
In the days and nights that my mouth goes dry,
what road upon which an army marches does suffer a well to be dug,
and what cities fall that could bring a cup to my lips?
Words like yours incite no war cries to rally,
but they bring the rain when you call upon the clouds to drift.
And does my hunger make me foolish? Does my imagination run wild
because it has never felt the weight of a wise thought?
Am I simple? Do my curiosities reveal my ignorance? Do I ask too much, or too often?
What does a love letter to a poet make the man with the pen desire?
Is it the laughter of a budding affection? Or the pity that brings a first chance?
Perhaps he offers up the voice in his soul
hoping that it will be cannibalized by a tongue that tastes nothing bitter
in the murmuring recitation of clumsier words.
I feel I should know.
But if I must be clumsy, and simple, and ignorant, too much or too often,
I can only wish for my clambering gait to still be swift enough
to catch you as you amble
from thought to thought.

© Alixander F. D. Bragiteilen and, 2018. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Alixander F. D. Bragiteilen and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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