A poem honoring an aspect of Nodens.
(Image description: Thick, dark clouds roll against lighter-colored clouds in the sky, with light slightly showing through.) Credit: Photo by Victor Rodriguez on Unsplash
Cloud-Maker
In the misty plain
of neither here nor there,
Nodens readies His chariot.
The fin-hooves of His four steeds
paw at the moist earth, kicking
up dew drops in their excitement.
He departs from His hillfort,
the waves of the Very Deep
roiling forth from His sea-chariot.
The wheels turn sun-wise,
their sparks stirring vapor to rise,
birthing clouds in their ascent.
In His night ride, joyful
clouds flow in His wake
with rain, thunder, and lightning.
The waters bring deep peace
to the lands and life throughout,
from crystal sea to gray sky to green earth.
The echo of chariot wheels
soothes me back to sleep
in a thunderstorm lullaby.
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