Odin Lives!
In the eye of the cyclone
In the wheel of the sky
Where the spear of thought penetrates matter
Wherever a rune is carved and cast
Between the secret whispered and the secret heard
Beneath the broad-brimmed hat in the sacred oak grove's shade
Beside the oaken gallows, awaiting the hanged soul's release
Beside the lonesome traveler - patron of the free
In the mead that frees the instincts from the bondage of the mind
Where the swords sing their blood-song
Among his sons and daughters, in the region of their genes
In the skald's song before it yet is sung...
Odin Lives!
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Taylor Poetry 
