~ By Courtesy of Others ~
Nied-Runa Song
Of Need and Desire,
Of the smoking fire,
Of the stringent birth,
And the true soul's worth,
I sing you the Runa of Nied!
With Need's cinch drawn taut,
The battle is fought,
Still blinded by smoke
The flame we awoke,
Singing the Runa of Nied!
Through birth-passage dim,
Through crushing weight grim,
The birth-gate I seek
Aglow with blood-heat,
Singing the Runa of Nied!
Of the rushing Ond,
Of earth, blood and bone,
Of the Mother's breast,
Of the wild God's quest:
I sing you the Runa of Nied!
The narrow path sings,
The echoed horn rings,
Through the craggy pass,
Through the deep-cleft gash,
Singing the Runa of Nied!
Through hottest Needfire,
Through life and desire,
Through power constrained
The path of might gained,
Singing the Runa of Nied!
By power withheld,
By a soul bespelled,
By the Poet's Mead:
The silent word heed--
Singing the Runa of Nied!
© Winifred Hodge Rose
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