Wōden-Pæþwyrhta I feel you still
You passed by here and went where you will
Through the trees and over the hills
By the farms and broken flour mills
Your destination, I know not where
I will choose to follow only if I dare
Treading that path, I must have a care
As I must pass the old wīht’s lair
Wisdom and knowledge I do so crave
From dusty tomes and darkened caves
Following your footsteps upon the paves
Away from the light and into the shade
Inspire me, ruin me, and make me fight on!
I will never give up and never be done!
Incessant, persistent from a walk I will run
By the light of dear Mōna, in the heat of fair Sunne
I feel I am gaining, not falling behind
Learning by deed and trying to be kind
Knowing without knowing just what I will find
Tasting the fruits of my labours and not just the rind
Wōden-Pæþwyrhta I feel you still
Deep in my bones, moving in for the kill
Amongst the trees and beneath the hills
As you pass me by and go where you will
Wōden’s Walk
25 Friday Aug 2023
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