Archive | November 2011

A Riddle, A Musing, A Poem

A Riddle, A Musing, A Poem
By Muninn’s Kiss

Three Mothers stood alone.
Aleph, Mem, and Shin.
A great mystery are these three,
Watching, weaving, and true.

From the Mothers came three Fathers,
Stranger still are they.
Six rings around the Twins,
From six proceed all things.

A riddle I ask you, a riddle so true,
Can you answer me this?
A musing I give you in the form of a poem,
Do you catch my drift?

Three stood alone before all things,
Three who are older than time.
Six stood alone in the Outer Dark,
But which came before which other?

How old is Nimue, how old’s the child,
Is she younger than all the rest?
How old is Ninue, is she younger than you,
Who was the very first born?

How old is Mari, how old’s the mother,
Was she born and when was that?
How old is Mari, is she older than that,
Who’s the reflection of God Herself?

How old’s the Anna, how old’s the crone,
Is she more ancient than all the rest?
How old’s the Anna, is she older than dirt,
When was the Priestess born?

How old’s the Blue God, when did he dance,
Was he very first born of all?
How old’s the Blue God, how young’s the youth,
Who is the last to endure?

How old is Twr, how old is Krom,
Is he father or teacher of all?
How old is Twr, in his tall tower.
Who’s sword will cut through us all?

How old is Arddhu, how old is Death,
How long has he stood at the Gates?
How old is Arddhu, did youth or true death,
Come first in the order of things?

Three stood alone before all things,
Three who are older than time.
Six stood alone in the Outer Dark,
But which came before which other?

A riddle I ask you, a riddle so true,
Can you answer me this?
A musing I give you in the form of a poem,
Do you catch my drift?

From the Mothers came three Fathers,
Stranger still are they.
Six rings around the Twins,
From six proceed all things.

Three Mothers stood alone.
Aleph, Mem, and Shin.
A great mystery are these three,
Watching, weaving, and true.

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Riddle of the Tree

Riddle of the Tree
By Muninn’s Kiss

What is the World Tree?
What is the Axis Mundi?
What is Yggdrasil?
What is Ygg’s Steed?
What is Odin’s Steed?
What is Sleipnir?
What stands at the Centre of the World?
What bridges worlds?
What is the rainbow bridge?
What is Bifrost?
Where is the Centre of the Compass?
Where is the Circumference?
Who am I?

The Womb of Night

The Womb of Night
By Muninn’s Kiss

In the deep dark Womb of darkest Night,

A Child is born by Dawn’s new light,
He grows and grows as seasons pass,
First real thin but getting fat,
And as time passes he comes to age,
A bright round face both pale and fair,
But then he fades and loses weight,
Thinner with each passing day,
Til death does take him in the night,
The Womb of Night his final Grave.