A freebie.... (Ken is my husband) Fenrir by Ken Stange . . Fenrir, demonic offspring of Loki, fearsome wolf wild And terrible, was young among the gods. Grew crazy With the blood pulse of nebulae, would howl and wail At the turning of the seasons, the growing of time. Fierce Fenrir, to whom humans were insects, grew stronger than Gods, till only one of the Masters, gentle Tyr, could Control him. Fenrir, to whom constellations were moments, Would chase after the sun: Fenrir would want so to catch And devour the sun. Odin in his wisdom saw And said to Tyr, Fenrir's trust, `The wolf Must be bound, must be bound to hold steady The cosmic centre. Only you can feed him, Only you does he trust; Fenrir too fierce To be free. We must bind him and hold him Before he can devour the sun. . Odin in his wisdom saw And went to dwarves in their caves. And the dwarves did spells: Took the roots of mountains, Noise of a slinking she-cat, Breath of a fish, sigh of a woman In heat - all the invisible powers Of the revolving centre - and wound A chain of might that looked but like A simple silken cord Yet was strong As the winds of space. . And only Tyr could feed him, And only Tyr could calm him, Fenrir fearsome when he saw the bindings. Only Tyr could ease him by swearing The chain was but a symbol, and by Putting his right hand full Into the mouth of the wolf. When the chain was looped over Fenrir, He immediately tensed and tested its powers and found It would not break and the sun Would never be devoured and he would never Move free and Fenrir took away Tyr's hand And Tyr bled justly For Tyr had lied. . And the cosmic centre held . another thousand years. ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html