Man of Goda

People of Goda, Clan of Tubal Cain

Verdant Life, Virile Death

Honoured ancestors,
May the song of my People
Entomb me in the verdant strength
Of flora and fruits unnumbered.
May Wisdom’s sweet scent
and intoxicating ecstacy
Flow through my very Being.
The Old King holds my heart,
He takes my throat,
Pulls my breath out from
the comfortable cage of Self.
Through his hand blessings betow’d
Of Thought, Memory and Vision.
My Self given up to Life,
I am Fruit and Flower,
Taste, Smell, Take, Feast
On all that I am, for all who would oblige.
Flower bed of Remembrance,
Oracular Skull, the House of Hope.
Taken all that was given,
Given all of my Self.

 

Flags, Flax and Fodder,

Ulric “Gestumblindi” Goding

Níwe Dæg – Níwe Léoht – Níwe Hopan

Tanist of the Clan of Tubal Cain

 

(Image by Alan Lee)

1 Comment

  1. Beautiful…… Love the picture of Merlin goes well with your words …. 🙂

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