Wodin

[jackangel]

A triple of avatar ideas for you, and a poem.

The Speech of the High One

I know I hung on that windswept tree
Swung there for nine long nights
Wounded by my own blade
Bloodied for Odin
Myself an offering to myself
Bound to the tree
That no man knows
Whither the roots of it run.

None gave me bread
None gave me drink
Down to the deepest depths I peered
Until I spied the Runes
With a roaring cry I seized them up
Then dizzy and fainting, I fell.

Well-being I won
And wisdom too
From a word to a word
I was led to a word
From a deed to another deed.

 

[WODIN]

Wow! Deep shit man.

I like the one hanging from the tree...very cool. Thanks I'll save it and rotate it in.