For nine days and nights
I hung on a windswept tree,
Wounded by my own spear.
Of my self to my Self.
With neither food nor drink,
I saw into the depths of Being,
And from there took up the Runes,
Then fell, fainting.
Well-being and wisdom was my prize.
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Original meaning: Fate
The rune of destiny. Outcome is unknown. What will be, will be - you must have faith. Accept responsibility for your actions. Wyrd is a concept - a blank rune, and its inclusion in the rune set is a contemporary invention. |
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Rune Images are Copyright (C) Denyse Shorrocks and are used with permission. |