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A Prayer to the Wælcyrge! By CpSingleton © 2015

Within the cracks, like summer’s fields, the blood of past and
Future seep.
To mingle with the worms that
Wait, and hope my soul
The Wælcyrge keep.

With leather weathered wonder
Wings, they land by me
Without a sound.
Their gentle talons pick my ribs,
Leaving skin and still heart
On the ground.

A gift, a promise, for lady earth.
A seed that one day’ll reach up
To the sky.
A mighty oak! My dear last wish!
Within its strong arms will be
My final sigh.

Carry me, dear Wælcyrge, blessed!
Away to smiles and kindred
For there I hope to come to rest.
Within the shield of brothers

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