Thor’s workshop

In a dream it came to me

--Thor’s infernal workshop

thundering in the great belly of

the crusted world

…and in silhouette

the towering blacksmith

of the underworld

sooty in his work and tireless

feeding the inferno lightning and storms

as the son of Odin

of the realm of Asgard

rang Mjollnir on his great anvil

and sparked the world into being…

the outside world

the shell of the fiery cored geode

glowed greens and blues

the heat of the sun a feeble thing

at such distances

and the far sheet of stars a panorama of

cool points of light

Poem and Painting by Elizabeth Barnes