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Grave Goods

Far from home and hearth
My family to provide
When wyrd was met
Dead so far from home

Never again to hold my dearest love
Nor hear my daughters laugh
My only home the barrow
My only embrace the dark

Back to home and kin
My empty body comes
By fire not my hearth's burned
To the waters of my home scattered

Never again to hear my wifeís laugh
Never again hold my daughters
No hearth fires in the barrow
No love to share the dark

Voices call like distant dreams
By name and need am summoned
By love of living still commanded
The grave no bar to their call

My weeping wife I hold again
Wrapped in arms of memory
Nights of love and passion bright
Days of shared hard struggle

My daughters' fear calls to me,
A fatherís rage to answer
My spark to light their inner fires
Theirs the strength to conquer

Sleeping with the land wights
Drifting in the waters
Among the sacred ancestors
Guardians of our line

I dream of my darling wife
With winter in her hair
My daughters now mothers all
My grave no bar to their call

Far from motherís hearth and home
Wherever they may go
Wyrd brought me to my grave
But love binds me still

© John T Mainer, March 08 2007  

This work by John T Mainer is licensed under a
Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivatives License.
 

The Freyr's Press of the Heathen Freehold Society of BC:
Kindertales and Kindertales 2 by John T Mainer et al.

 

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