Consider a tree, seemingly ordinary,
to learn the model and life of the others:
the tree within and the Tree without.
Of trees we see the trunk and branches
with beautiful leaves and bright flowers:
luscious wonders. But lurking beneath
the soil’s surface are the secret roots
in that darkest realm of deep unknowns,
where mysteries lurk, tremendous Runes.
So, to truly know a tree’s full life,
look to those roots and what lurks among them.
Look to your tree, and learn your mysteries.
Look to the Tree, and learn its Mysteries.
This initiation of needful growth
begins in darkness but goes to the light.
What will you find in your wondrous tree?
What will you find in the wondrous Tree?
Travel the trunk and take to the roots
for the worlds below and the wells with orlog.
Traditions slumber and dreams await,
deep in those roots. Dare to raise them,
lift what reposes from the Land of the Dead.
Find What was Lost, for its fimbul might
brings life anew to leaf and flower
on a tree that’s troubled and triumph aplenty
to a tree that’s strong. The truest of changes
are wrought with the boons from that realm below
which lead to the realm of light above,
the crown in the heights with its clear pure view.
(Next week will be another vacation week for this blog, since I’ll be at the 52nd International Congress on Medieval Studies in Kalamazoo, MI. In separate sessions there, I’ll be presenting a scholarly paper and reciting some of my poetry.)
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