runepoem | 16 feb 2022

©2022 Michael Raven

casting off the waste for
midsummer veils pierced

razor thin
crossroads emerge from mists
choose:
even no choice is choice

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.