May Mjölnir's might strengthen you.
May your thoughts flow from Runic streams.
May your chosen path feel miraculous,
And may the northern winds uplift you,
So that Yggdrasil fills you with kindness!
May Frigg ignite your divine visions!
May Freyja summon fertile dreams.
May Magical Mead pour freely from above,
Letting your courage lead to valorous action!
Walk the forest's path, where unique trees and flora thrive.
Listen to the wildlife 'round the trees.
Meet your inspirational animals,
And live boldly as one who ventures forth with courage,
Allowing the vines and flowers to entice you---
That they may be your good companions.
Lame sunrises and midday sunsets
Fangs in words and perils in laughters
Sweet archs of smiling fires and silky shouts in talking forests
I come from the bitter of cobstones paved down the coalfield
Broken lutes and snoring cork oaks
Freckles of lipstick and suckles of martinis
A bosom of pounds, a pavilion of dangling beryls and a breech of honeycombs
I come from the lust of the chaste lass
White moths and black mushrooms
Coffins of treasures amid covens of night mayors
Whispers of thunders and creaks of ant-steps
I come from the stones in the chicken's gizzard
Shards of fate and vials of morphine
Ponds of rheum and fogs of cold incense
A stew of scimitars, a brandise of stone and the heathenry of whitesmiths
I come from the furs in the abattoir
Sonnets in pools of ink and grace in quills of peacocks
Sequels of black weresheep and bugles of lean shepards
A wit of one accord and a grit of a myriad taut
I come from furnace that boils the molten poetry soup
There was once a seahorse named Henry
Oceanrider was he for he roamed slovenry
He met Mustany Sally
To change he did not dally
For she was dish told of in heathenry
IN ANSWER TO MY EVICTION FOR BREAKING HIS SACRED RULE.
EVE AND I SWORE ALLEGIANCE TO THE TEACHINGS FROM HIS SCHOOL.
CAIN FAILED HIS MORAL TEST,AND THEN FLEW THIS NEST OF LOVE.
BLAMING HIS UNDERSTANDING FATHER,FOR NOT GIVING ENOGH.
THE GIFTS ABUNDANT UPON OUR TABLES OF FRUIT AND MORE.
AND THE GREEDY PROTESTANTS OF WILD UNKNOWING CHORES.
OUR FOOD AND WATER!BOTH DRUNK TO ECCESIVE DEGREES.
THERE RAN OUR ADDICTED CHILDREN SEARCHING TO BE FREE.
THE IDOLISING HORDES OF UNCHARTERRED SHORES OF IMAGINARY!
WE!WERE THROWN OUT OF PARADISE!FOR JUST SUCH HEATHENRY!
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