Wight of the Nine Worlds


I welcome thee free spirit, which thou shalt come with an open heart, open mind and an open soul, for what you are about to read can only be understood by the wise who are eager to learn and to embrace the roots deep and forgotten in the hearts of the free people of Europe, by accepting who you are and where your roots lie, is half way into the great road of life. We will journey unto where our spirit takes us with the knowledge we gained. Learn and teach.

Winter Grieving

Winter Grieving

I have walked this shadowed road
hidden in the concealment of the moon

buried deep within, an heavy load
upon my heart a sorrowful tune

There i went abject and grieving
thus the remnants of my soul burned
such it was this irreverent feeling
regardless of what i did and learned

Hail to thee! coming by this path
for men rejoice to see other men
like soft brise, ending a storm's wrath
without knowing what happens to us then...

This mournful spirit wanders in the wilderness
all knowledge erned, turned to curse
deprived of revelry, my companion is witness
my soul burns with each verse

Arith Härger

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