Odin's Breath...
...lives in the quiet places,
Frosted mist squeezing between snowflakes,
The moment a stag raises it's head,
Before it ears rotate,
The time between the last of dusk and the first of night,
The instant between thought and action.
That gathering pause.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 07/05/2026
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