Poem told by Salazar - Atysmas Storytelling Assembly in Jena Year 2586 (2015-12-20)
AN ODE TO BODOKIN
His eyes, his crown like amber;
The skin like a piece of the nights, sprinkled with stars;
A growl as deep as the caverns of the big root,
Yet soft and caring,
As if he sings a love song for our splendoured greens,
A lullaby.
We are safe, he sings,
For Jena watches day and night over us,
And while he sings
The bark trembles under his strong feet.
AN ODE TO BODOKIN
His eyes, his crown like amber;
The skin like a piece of the nights, sprinkled with stars;
A growl as deep as the caverns of the big root,
Yet soft and caring,
As if he sings a love song for our splendoured greens,
A lullaby.
We are safe, he sings,
For Jena watches day and night over us,
And while he sings
The bark trembles under his strong feet.