©2022 Michael Raven
the journey begins: the Path crosses under dolmen thresholds opening to the spindle of worlds this is dying this is remaking yew of the hollow this is reshaping i flow ocean i fly breath i seeth flame i grave soil returning to memories old i ghost with the past breathing in my all to the clan to which i was born turning on returning the journey begins anew
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.