Fehu bestoweth golden hope
Uruz doth endure battles through strength
Thurisaz provoketh strife and guardeth my rose
Whilst Anuz communicates with divine length
Raidho pursueth journeys of measured rhythm
Kenaz illuminates creative spiritual knowledge
Gebo granteth gifts as infinitum
As Wunjo doth harness harmony in a college
Hagalaz transformeth with tempests and chaos
Nauthiz, by resistance, takes constraint
Isa blossoms in stillness, as iciness plays on
Yet, Jera rewardeth cycles of harvest in haste
Eihwaz endureth death, resilience, and rebirth
Perthro revealeth mystery and knowledge
Algiz defendeth with steadfast and mighty girth
So, Sowilo shineth in sunny sparks of voltage
Tiwaz upholdeth justice, making a leader
Berkano bringeth fertility with new beginnings
Ehwaz uniteth partners and team seekers
For Mannaz exalteth communal incentives
Laguz floweth as a stream to raise intuition
Ingwaz concealeth fertile power and energy
Dagaz breaketh visions from night imprisoned
Whilst Othala preserveth heritage in memories
In the fruutful forest filled with trees,
Where Ogham inspire thoughtful action,
And Runes symbolize possibilities,
You draw your creative, illustrated card.
What is on that card?
May the colors of the leaves brighten your path.
The yellow Sun nourishes your mind,
And the Moon awakens your insight.
Two Swords denote a choice,
But the wise Fool takes the Druidic journey.
Numbers convey results,
And the Cup runneth over.
Let the Totem Wolf guide your way in dreams.
May the cat provide grace.
The colors of the sky--celestial blue, royal purple, and pumpkin orange,
With fluffy, cottony white clouds,
Each moving above this sacred site,
A spiritual home embodied in the mind, in dreams, and in the tactile world.
Feel the Spiraling designs of the ancient Stones.
As your ancestors guide you,
And nature entices you,
Bringing you home from your journey,
With nature's solemn, green embrace.
So be it.
I did write poems on each Rune.
The Frissian futhorc I assume,
Each new rune lesson learnt- a boon.
Art and poems I showed to kin.
Kin stated poems and art a win,
Rune poems writ came from within.
Ink drawings for each rune, I start.
Each drawing did was from the heart,
Art and poem don’t stand apart.
Runes chosen in a random way.
By meditative state I say,
Stick hand in sac, get one that day.
Relate the rune to the days hap.
Rune telling in sync that’s a rap,
Rune cite not in sync, isn’t crap.
Those months were a milestone to me.
Rune views can make you unhappy,
Either way their help uncanny .
My first attempt a great success.
Second push better, I confess.
Both achievements great ,I profess.
You have to give before you receive .
If you don’t ,then you’ll be deceived
Please know what is in your head
If you don’t ,you are dead .
Runic spirits ,old
They are mighty.
They are bold.
Wisdom.
Runes
Take you no bread nor wine.
Craving will die in time.
For those who endure rime
will know a joy sublime.
Hanging from windswept tree,
know yourself, know your deeds.
Drooping now over scree,
suffer in bitter glee.
Many days without cup.
Many nights without sup.
Riddles and truths unstuck.
Screaming still, take them up.
Cut down from hickory,
rise now in victory.
Feat for the century,
spread now your alary.
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