Evocation of Runes

ᚠ : Fe is the weapon of Fro,

Unusual trade for steel.

ᚢ : Ur is a steaming kettle,

Pool of ancient energy.

ᚦ : Thurs is the might of thunder,

Giant serpent in the depths.

ᚬ : Oss is inspired speaking,

Wind of wisdom calling thee.

ᚱ : Reid is rhythm of the drum,

Guiding soul from mortal flesh.

ᚴ : Kaun is worry, anguish, hurt-

Fiery bridge, teeth of Surt.

ᚼ : Hagal is descending quick,

Crops it fells, but thoughts it fixed.

ᚾ : Naud is cryptic stage of growth,

To hide is a break of oath.

ᛁ : Is is sharp and focused mind,

Or stagnation’s awful bind.

ᛅ : Ar is smelling cooking feast,

Joy and worry in the least.

ᛋ : Sol is compass overhead,

Gift of light, bane of the dead.

ᛏ : Tyr is faith and justice whole,

Honor to thy cause and form.

ᛒ : Bjarkan stretching toward the moon,

Dark goddess of Erthos womb.

ᛘ : Madr pours unto the Lord,

Many faces, many forms.

ᛚ : Lagu hooks upon the soul,

Calm of the primordial.

ᛣ : Yr can bend and flex at will,

Every man is mortal still.