Travellers-Wisdom

Travellers roam to
experience new realms.
To take extravagant
treasures, or to enjoy them.

The traveller is watched by
one eye, but seen by all.
Travellers-Wisdom guides
him, he who reads the Words.

A traveller must always
keep good acquaintance
with The Traveller, for
He will wander along.

A traveller is never alone
when he has Wisdom.
He will always be accompanied
by allies of the All-Wise One.

Good tidings and good fortune
come to a few gracious travellers.
If they study the Wisdom, and should
stay true to it’s sacred words.

Appreciate the enlightening
Words of Har, and such a traveller
will enjoy every adventure he
sees himself end up along.

Wisdom is imparted on
travellers who are Wise.

Ode to The Great Basin

**Picture that I took, outside of Reno, Nevada**.

In the Mountain-land,
mystical and cleaved
canyons mutilate
the Basin of the Gods.

Savage steeds storm
sandy, solemn wastes.
Wreaking havoc, but
running honorably.

Great Rivers where
the Elves enjoy peace,
and frolick with glee
and rhythmic joy.

Divine bliss and
sacred beings do
wander around
the Great Basin.

One only must
find them, many
in one’s plain view.
One must look.

Celebrate Sol’s Shine

credits: unknown, if someone knows the artist, please contact me! I will be more than happy to give them credit!

Let us dance
 in the sacred
 sky's fire-light,
 celebrate Sol's shine!

 The bouncing
 ball's beautiful
 bounties, blessing
 by holy beauty.

 Hail the sun,
 the divine peak,
 achieving it's
 sacred zenith.

 A blessed day
 indeed, enjoy the
 gifts of our Sol, 
 and holy, holy Gods.

The Tragedy of Thor’s Oak

St Boniface felling Donar’s Oak, sacred to the pagan Germans.
Source: unknown.


 Sacrilege, 
 sacred-space,
 soul-sanctum,
 struck down.

 A holy, 
 hallowed
 wood, cut
 before holy Gods. 

 Revenge
 was swift,
 but debt
 not paid.
 
 Few Folk should
 find forgiveness
 for foul assaults, 
 fiends to our folkway. 

 Midgard's
 middle-man
 to many 
 mysteries 

 Tarnished by
 treasonous 
 traitors to 
 the Thunderer

 Curse the 
 coward called
 Boniface, certainly
 Nástrǫnd calls.

Thunderer’s Call

Marten Eskil Winge – Thor’s Battle with the Giants

Thunderer, protect ye
Children of Heimdallr
from the jotunn, 
and all their wickedness. 

They will fail
in their fight, 
against so 
mighty a God. 

Mjolnir can
level any 
building, or
foe we fear. 

Wielded by 
our mighty 
warrior, and 
Giant-Slayer. 
 
It's famous, 
and feared, 
forged in 
not full flames. 

Serpent-Slayer,
Giant-Killer,
Thunderer,
Odinsson, 

Thunderer,
be with us,
Thunderer,
be with me.

They Can Still Hear

Credits: unknown, let me know if you know the source of the image, I’d like to give credit!

Forget the world
 thrust upon you
 For the wicked world
 teaches you none.

 Holy, holy gods
 live on in 
 spite of such 
 Soul-Sickness. 

 They can hear
 if you hail
 and treat 
 them with honor.

 Even in the
 decadent
 Demon-Age,
 They can hear.

Calls of Praise

Vsevolod, Ivanov- A Vision of the Great Hyperborean Sea Godess arktida 2005-e1272294174325

Hanged-God,
 your wisdom
 is beyond 
 understanding

 We praise the
 call of your 
 name, wise
 Chieftain.
 
 Thunderer, 
 your hammer is
 mighty, and we
 live in its honor.

 We praise the 
 call of your 
 name, mighty
 Giant-Slayer.

 One-handed
 lord of justice,
 your honor is
 envied by men. 

 We praise the 
 call of your
 name, honored
 Oath-Keeper.

 Father of Men, 
 your duty
 at Bifrost
 is blessed.

 We praise the 
 call of your 
 name, watchful
 Asa-Guardian.

 Rain-Giver,
 your gifts
 to the farmers
 are favored. 

 We praise the
 call of your 
 name, lord
 Fertile-One.

 Chief-Poet,
 give us a
 drink of your
 honeyed words. 

 We praise the 
 call of your
 name, witty
 Master-Bard.

Mosiac-Men

Neptune’s Horses, illustration for ‘The Greek Mythological Legend’, published in London, 1910 (colour litho) (see also 169595) by Crane, Walter (1845-1915); Bibliotheque des Arts Decoratifs, Paris, France; (add.info.: Les Chevaux de Neptune, illustration pour ‘La Legende mythologique grecque’;); Archives Charmet; English, out of copyright

Mosiac-men
made up of 
many pieces, 
carry much. 

Each piece, 
a person of 
blood parentage,
an honor to carry. 

Pieces of great 
size, beauty,
and name 
honor the picture. 

Each piece
with history,
Each piece
with wisdom. 

Mosiac-men
know their 
worth, and
great power.

Family-Tree

Take care
of the tree
that's roots
uphold you.

The tree
 has grown 
to allow you
to be alive.

Cherish that 
sacred tree,
and it will
pay you back. 

It's leaves,
in the soul.
It's branches, 
in the blood. 

Take care
of the tree,
and a terrific
life awaits.