Flames

The Valknut, symbol of Odin.

Majestic spirits
dancing in the
firelight, watched
by distant eyes.

Rageful surge
of divine energy
stokes the fire,
soothing the soul.

Burning bright
is the fire
encased in the
binds of flesh.

Should it burn
out of control
or will men
contain their fire?

Road Less Traveled

Wandering alone along
the holy path,
many mysteries
illuminating the way.

Few travelers have
the courage to
walk these mighty,
treacherous hills.

Such men claim
to know the path
better than others,
but are misled.

Thousands of
con-men line the
road, offering an
easier trip.

But the grand
rewards, earned
along the way
will be all the less.

If one takes
the correct road,
it will lead
to a sacred place.

Where the Gods
dwell, and one
will have
appreciated the journey.

To a Confused Soul,

“The gnawing in
the depths of your soul.
You feel it
deep in your bones.

It comforts you,
but yet you are
in fear and awe
at the beauty of it all.

The well grows
deeper with each
drink of it’s
divine waters.

You hear the summon,
but you do not speak
the language,
foreign to modern, mortal ears.

Confusion from the
nature of the Conversation,
the beautiful tune
lost on deaf ears.

Do not be alarmed,
by the radiance
of the rising sun,
it is written for you.

The path will clear,
as it’s walked
wisdom burning away
corrupted brush.

False paths and gods,
will lead you astray,
but the truth,
never changes.”

Hail the Folkway

“Hail ye holy gods,
whom my ancestors knew so well.
Hail ye spirits of the land,
whom my ancestors gave gift,
and were given to.
Hail my ancestors,
whose ancient deeds echo deep in my bones.
Hail the Allfather,
who sees all we have done
Hail the Thunderer,
who protects us and our kin
And health to those who believe in them,
for we are the bearers of truth.”