Tines (Secrets in the tree)

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Heathenry

Long lived and far seeing

Endless days by the sea

What you know in your bends

You shall show unto to me



Sights seen by roots

In dark soil of night

What you've soaked up within

You shall bring into light



Waves crashing tales of distant lands

Clouds spin with songs in a whispering sky

From the crooks of your bark

You shall be as my eye



Many secrets you gleaned

From winds softest speach

From the storms harshest bleatings

All are in my reach



Tines I will cut

Runes I will rist

Red with my blood

I give gift for gift

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