"we sacrificed all the things we love
to get more of nothing"
cry the echoes of november in the empty
of this autumn head of mine—
gates dissolve by way of drifting snow
revealing the only thing that's real
A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.
Today’s rune is gebo, which has a core meaning of “gift”. This relates to all forms of reciprocity, transaction, generosity, hospitality and sacrifice (in the sense of giving up something).
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
5 responses to “tossing a rune — 27aug25”
Interesting.
Is any sacrifice fruitless? Will change happen regardless?
Questions…
Some sacrifices are ill-advised. I wonder at the value of some that have been collectively made.
Honestly… I think that change is inevitable. It is an ephemeral world in which we live.
Depends on the sacrifice I suppose. But yes, change is inevitable.
Oh, those echoes of november.
They follow me wherever I go.