People of the Rune
Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2021 5:52 pm
The Awakened Ones float like ghosts over mind-graves,
conscious of the divine--no longer blind slaves
tied to a petrified body dead above ground
deaf to our three-speak thought, deeper than sound
we reap Whole truth so few root-souls seek--
purity of Race, purpose and place, core-source,
seed-reason for being: the self-created Life Force.
Elhaz points our way star-carved in stone or wood
to a noble destiny--parting flesh and bone for godhood
ever onward and upward beyond the highest peak.
conscious of the divine--no longer blind slaves
tied to a petrified body dead above ground
deaf to our three-speak thought, deeper than sound
we reap Whole truth so few root-souls seek--
purity of Race, purpose and place, core-source,
seed-reason for being: the self-created Life Force.
Elhaz points our way star-carved in stone or wood
to a noble destiny--parting flesh and bone for godhood
ever onward and upward beyond the highest peak.