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Gold of the Gods
This we should seek This we should save
That which is called gold of the gods
Not iron or ice Not soil or steel
But that which our forbears found
This we should have This we should hold
That which is not fire of the flood
But gold it gives To man and maid
With warmth of the waster of wood
If of these words You do not ween
Then reach for the souls of the skies
For Vanir will teach And Aesir will tell
Wisdom is called the gold of the gods
That we should get That we should give
The wisdom our forbears found
© 1991 Swain Wodening Canote
This poem was published in the Troth journal Idunna.