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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required . Do you hear my voice? I sing with a voice, I did not know I had I chant a song. I am one of many that hum in the air, filling the void of the past, in a land of famine and waste. Here she comes, the seidr-wise woman, long past her fertile years. She holds her staff, taking her place among the piers Our music vibrates, solely for her ears. She sits on her platform, while we sway and dance. She keeps her eyes locked in hypnotic trance. High on the platform, she lives in two worlds. She foretells the future, reaching into the vast. She is filler of the sound, while seeking the past. She brings back to the Fjord fish for our tables, Healing and guiding....she sees what we can't. As our song quiets down, her voice is a whisper. Like a far away land, is quite distant, a gasp Coming from something strange, from something long ago told. She heals, and has the power… Sits as mountain of spirit, so bold The cold offered me, lays out there, far, among the wasted barren land, and into the stars. I hear the others chant, as I offer mine The rain has sent me often songs. Other ballads the wind brought me. The waves carried them to shore. Birds shaped words into tones. She sways and hears the piercing bird calls. Sounding like cackling of old hags. Growing fierce of four legged creatures. All disorient is the scent of the earth that pours from our mouths. And talking sound as if from the crowns of trees. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- For Debbie's contest "The Shaman's Way" Based on Northern European Viking Shamanism
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