Most think You only cleverness and mischief,
if they know of You at all.
Others still get what they know of You
from fiction, thinking You a blue-skinned mini-monster
with bloody eyes and bloody hands.
But ‘giant’ doesn’t always refer to size;
sometimes it indicates the height of Your ambitions,
or the vastness of Your reach;
I do not pretend that I know Your plans,
I only know that they are not for those like me to know.
Jotun You are, blood-brother to He who owns me,
and I pay attention to His demands and desires,
and things laid out in the lore;
at first it was only due to duty
that I poured out offerings to You
when I made them for Him,
but of late there is more to it than that.
I am not seduced by the pretty face worn by the
fictional ‘You’, scarlip;
Beauty cannot…
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