He waits within the natturhaus

Toasty and warm

His mug filled with cool water

From the offering-well topped off once more


They bow and pray in thanks

For the mighty timber that supports them

For the warmth that surrounds them

For the comfort of a loving home


Sometimes they bring him recels

Sweet and strong by turns

Sometimes they bring him food

Steak and potato, carrot and milk, honey and bread


Each keeps well theirs and the other’s home

Each caring for the other together

This is the way of things

So both live well

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