~ By
Courtesy of Others ~
In Birka’s Wood
The Seeker in the Darkwood wandered lost in silent cold and darkness,
From the deep wood came he forth
unto the pool he had been seeking,
Where the silent Goddess dwells.
Gazed into the still and deep
into that pool which has no sounding,
Sacred Ice, warmed by the Fire
fills the waiting womb with life
In that place where new life dwells.
In the distance on the shoreline
glowing in the misty dawn
Stood the sacred grove of birch trees reflected on the pool’s deep mirror
Where the silent Goddess dwells.
Gazing at the grove’s reflection-
was a Goddess dancing there?
A secret smile upon the water
darkly shining, then was gone
And he knew her secret name.
FreyR and Freja might’ly plow
and plant the seed of life within
“Tis she who guards its new life growing in that place twixt heart and womb
Where the silent Goddess dwells.
She shall have no bairn to carry
yet none are born without her
care
And the Springtide is bless’d by her
birth and rebirth are her share
Birch branch blossom in her hair.
Then the seeker knew her mystery
gave blood in that secret rite
Filled the cup of life renewed
in that place where no man passes
Where the silent Goddess dwells.
Filled with light and joy of Springtide
looking from the Pool’s dark
mirror
Seeking yet to know the Goddess
but she vanished from his sight
Not to be known in the light.
Then he knew the task before him:
Plant the seeds and guard them well
Know the joy of FreyR and Freja!
Honor to the holy Birch grove
Where the silent Goddess dwells.
©
1992 Lavrans Reimer-Møller
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