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Friday, 22 April 2011

FENRISULFR

           
Greetings to all , 
New friends and old

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An excerpt from The Key Of The Storm
published by Whyte Tracks 2011

                                                       

Fenrisulfr
                                                        
  Night , choose your masque
                       Hide my screams
     For refuge sought
                       Within such dreams
     Brings no succour
                      Nor timely respite
From the Wolf
                      That now follows
      Eyes darkly bright
                              Fenrisulfr ! He comes
           His hunger impatient
                                      Unbound now , unchained
        With anger unsated

(((())))))))))


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Why then doth thy mock me ?

Oft do I gaze on thee

And speak only

In reverent tones of thyne art

Yet thy will

Is to curse mine night

And send such sights

As be rarely seen

Within the realms

Of fettered dream

Would that once

I stay unseen 




We shape our worlds
Our realms, and Gods
Within each and every thought
And each of them
They come from dust
And so it comes to nought

      I have come to believe that most of what ‘is‘, isn’t merely unobserved but is in fact ignored - modern life simply refuses to acknowledge the possibility of the Unseen. This can be seen when the Spirits of a place speak, by far the majority have been conditioned by modern life neither to accept nor listen - thus, the ability to learn and progress is removed
 ....and  the world becomes a shadow of what it once was.


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For who now

Doth so decry


The Light that falleth


From thyne sky ? 


A better man 


Than thou , or I 


Who claims to know 


The when and why


For who
Will question sensibly


When facing such iniquity ?


And answers rain


Most plausibly


To hide the Truth


From you , and me





My thanks to you for coming here

May your Gods
Whoever they may be 
Walk beside you always


D W Storer


All poetry/ text © D W Storer 2011/2012/2013/2014