Tread bravely into the light
Whisper a name only the spirits will know
In this season of fire -
When the world turns to gold, and the leaves take to flame -
the wheels will turn for you once more.
Your life threads grow tight
The path you follow - uncertain
But there is nothing to fear.
Seek guidance - not shadow
Take strength from the stones you hold in your hands
Look to the sun, not the shades that follow you.
And though the Gods may foresake you, the trees are always listening.
Whispering their secrets and sharing their wisdom
Let their words in - let them try and transform you
Let the Totems call your name
Ignite the fire within - burning bright for all who shall see
- and when you rest your head at the foot of Yggradsil, you will know there is beauty accepting one's fate.
The second world awaits -
Follow the trails only marked for your eyes.
Seek the knowledge that is left to be learned.
Embrace the fire-light one last time
Whisper a name only sacred to you.
Leave the trees to tell the mysteries and stories of your soul
And let the Runes carve their patterns onto your skin
