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To My Ancestors

April 22, 2014 Leave a comment

I can hear your songs in my bones
Shaking through the centuries

You rattle around my neck
The ox-bone bouncing on my breast

You slide through my fingers
I softly whisper words

You answer my prayers
I live, love, and learn

You shape me each day
Your sure hands, stern hands, skilled hands

Ancestors who shape the Ancestors to come
With wit and will, wisdom and worth

Praise to You Who dwell deep
In blood and bone, spirit, song, and soul

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Odin Project: Day 28

November 28, 2012 Leave a comment

More good is found | than most believe

in love for mortal man;

For the less he loves | the more does man

turn mind against his kin

Odin Project: Day 25

November 25, 2012 Leave a comment

Blistered and burnt | becomes the tender

who sits too near the fire,

Like a speaker who gives | no space for breath

all is gasping for air

 

Patience and care, | more precious than gold

in raising of one’s own kin;

Oft is the test | put to the sword

to see if its edge is yet sharp

Odin Project: Day 24

November 24, 2012 Leave a comment

Generosity in harvest | are repaid in poor seasons

for those who carefully share;

Oft is the giver | fondly remembered

and kindness gifted in kind

 

A bolt on the door | never once latched

Is either a boon or a waste;

The hearth fire cools | in the air of night

though many it once had warmed

 

No home shall last | nor village nor clan

who constantly wars with its own;

Crows gather close | for kin who oft fight,

and feast well on the flesh

Odin Project: Day 21

November 21, 2012 Leave a comment

Ask Rúnatýr’s aid | if Runes are sought,

giving gift in turn for gift;

For great was the price | Yggr had paid

in winning the Runes from the Gap

 

Ask Rúnatýr’s aid | if Runes are sought,

keeping keen in mind and Work,

For great is the price | the Runes will demand

From fools who know Them not

 

Ask Rúnatýr’s aid | if Runes are sought,

knowing each in Their own turn,

Wisdom and power | and rede one can find

If well one knows Their kin

Odin Project: Day 14

November 14, 2012 Leave a comment

Remember the fallen, | one’s own kin

In action and word they live;

Lessons learned | from lives well-lived

Carry on to child and friends

 

Remember the fallen, | the friend well-loved

Lives in memory of word and deed;

Memory woven | is like a blanket

Wrapped close in cold times

 

Remember the fallen | the names forgotten

Deeds and memories lost in time;

Better a stone | raised to nameless dead

Than their passage never marked

Hail to Jotunkind

July 19, 2012 2 comments

Hidden back is the fear

In the recess of our mind

The fear of ferocity and wildness

The fear of Jotunkind

 

We fear the ground we walk on

We fear the air we breathe

We fear the water that we drink

We fear the food we eat

 

Teach us to strip away our fear

Teach us to be aware

Teach us to live with Death and Life

Teach us to Live and Dare

 

Teach us to know the plants

Teach us to know the land

Teach us to know the food to eat

Teach us Your just demands

 

Teach us to live each moment

Teach us to fight and know

Teach us to be inspired

Teach us to be our hope

 

Help us come to know You

Help us to leave our fear

Help us to come to understand You

Help us to see You clear

 

Hail to the mighty Jotun

Of Fire and Storm and Ice

Hail to those from Whom Aesir

Call Lover, Husband, Wife

 

Hail to the Gods and Goddesses

From Whom we all descend

To our most primal Ancestors

Hail to Parent, and to Friend

 

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