World Tree Poem by Juergen Wagner

The old ones found a notable key:
you can look at the whole world as a tree
No doubt, we are all one, top-down
one root, one stern and only one crown

On his branches I am a small leaf
In his altitude a god and a chief
In his depths a well with clear cold water
At his feet a few deer and a wise augur

A snake at his roots, a rot in his bark
A bird in his crown, a thief in the dark
In his time much less than an hour
But a little spark of his incredible power