In moonlit depths, my cycle’s end, A manifestation yet to mend. Intent so strong, yet aim so frail, Thirteen days set, but haste did prevail.
The process followed, yet intent submerged, In depths of doubt, my vision blurred. Release and see, the truth unfold, If wisdom’s light can make me bold.
With words I weave, my heart’s desire, Intent and praise, my soul’s afire. The outcome flows, like whispers soft, Ideas aglow, a dreamscape aloft.
Space I create, with intent imbued, The world spins on, while time renewed. No longer bound by procrastination’s chain, A new horizon, where dreams attain.
The moon’s sweet song, my spirit’s guide, Delightful tunes, where hope resides. With eyes anew, I see the way, A new-found path, where dreams can sway.
Words like dancers, my soul’s delight, Each chance I seize, with all my might. New intentions rise, with fervor’s flame, Emotional tides, no longer to tame.
A paradigm shift, a sudden turn, Ideas ignite, like stars that burn. No need for verse, yet sound’s sweet seed, A rhythmic pulse, where wisdom freed.
From icy grasp, sacred thoughts revive, Ancient whispers, where stories thrive. Forgotten tales, once lost and deep, Retold anew, from slumber’s sleep
With FA I master flames of energy. I dip into the well of power, My potential grows without bounds. I draw from the rune realms, Latent energy within my hands.
I am a knight of runes.
With UR I master universal power. I am the cause of causes, The origin, wild and untamed. I draw from the creative source, It fills me with power and flame.
I am a knight of runes.
With THORN I master truth with will. I project my intent, Wherever I need it to go. I open up a path, No barrier can stand against me.
I am a knight of runes.
With OS I master overall freedom. I break the shackles, Nothing can bind me now. I break free from limitations, I am the master of my own vow.
I am a knight of runes.
With RIT I master responsible order. I know the power of ritual, Everything in its place. Every action calculated, The vision is clear and right, a guiding plight.
I am a knight of runes.
With KA I master capability. I develop my skills, To master the runes each day. My efficiency increases, With every breath I take, I yield the runes with mastery.
I am a knight of runes.
With HAGAL I master hallowed space-time. I stretch myself in all directions, Nothing is beyond my reach. There is no fear, All and everything within my reach.
I am a knight of Thor.
With NOD I master the necessity of destiny. I will no longer abide by past patterns, I carve new paths today. The patterns must change for good, I learn from the past, I set in motion a new future.
I am a knight of Thor.
With IS I master my inner self, I am ME, I AM, no more no less. The ego left behind, more free than ever. I am centered, I know myself, Essence agile, I act with conscious intent.
I am a knight of Thor.
With AR I master artful awareness, When I face ill wishing thoughts, I yield a shield of virtue, blocking them out. My mind is free from influence, My thoughts are lawed from within. I set safe boundaries where no harm can come.
I am a knight of Thor.
With SIG I master certain success, When I seek courage and victory, I draw power from the sacred sun. I bring a creative spirit to kin and friend. The battle and luck already won.
I am a knight of Thor.
With TYR I master transcendence, Self-sacrifice, key to the rune realm, Opens up my understanding. Every rune manifests, Do what must be done. I grasp each rune and retain each one by name.
I am a rune master.
With BAR I master birth and life I am reborn and nurtured, Protected, no harm can come. A new man emerge with vital longevity. I nurture new growth in my use of the runes.
I am a rune master.
With LAF I master divine love I sing praises to the divine, I make spiritual law known to all men. I grow each day, my compassion increases, The vital life force flowing freely through me.
I am a rune master.
With MAN I master meaning and light, The divine light is my eternal guide, My divine right to reach out. Honour and strength, protected from within, The spirit soars.
I am a rune master.
With YR I master error and earthing, I am rooted in the world, In the world but not from the world. I feel the pulse of love and beauty, Rooted but not attached. The world feeds me but can not imprison me.
I am a rune master.
With EH I master eternal unity, Anima and animus united, Wholeness created. Union with wise law, Resolved – all duality and conflict.
I am a rune master.
With GIBOR I master the gift of mystery, I am the rune realm, All the runes are within. All the runes are without. All is all, all is one, a new cycle begun.
A poem is an expression of beauty lurking in mans soul. A poem crafts art through the use of words. A poem uses minimum words to express maximum meaning. A poem is a letter of which all frivolous words has been deleted to leave the essence of the message burning. A poem turns a man’s emotion towards the most noble ideas. A poem attach itself to the readers mind in wonder, contemplation and deep concentration….
And ultimately transform his paradigm by shock, expansion or attraction. A poem has a rhythm and rhyme that appeals to the listener even if the language is not understood. A poem is complete, it is whole and stand without explanation, yet allow different people to discover different interpretations within it. Layered a poem has a multiplicity of meaning and it excavated the full treasure trove of language, the new, the old and forgotten. It speaks its own truth and appeals to the imagination.
A poem is born from the passion of inspiration speaking images that adresses both heart and mind. A poem must be memorable to encode it firstly in the brain, then the mind and ultimately in the unconscious knowing. A poem knows its topic intimately like a lover his beloved. A poem makes man fly to heaven or drool in hell but never leaves man untouched in his soul. In a poem each word tells its story through the its meaning, placement and emphasis. A poem tells a writers truth irrespective of whether he speaks for himself or the collective.
In modern days a good poem arrests minds and goes viral… Yet it is not in an instant but will find its way into the archetypes of mankind to linger in man’s ever expanding collective memory. The beauty and meaning of a poem is extant….
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