©2021 Michael Raven
the past is stone and ice yet, the wheel still turns balance will prevail quiet waiting holds its own rewards the bonds hold firm and a reckoning comes with the changing of winds
Note: For the purposes of these runepoems, I randomly select three runes and consider the meanings of each rune as I interpret and understand them based on a number of different resources, which may or may not be in alignment with accepted interpretations. I am a rune enthusiast, not an expert or scholar. These “runecasts” are not intended to be treated as divinatory, although there are elements of personal alchemy and shamanic practice in the crafting of each poem.