O’ Wandering Wizard,
Pæþwyrhta,
You forge the paths of my future,
Brim lowered to hide your eye,
spear spurned to walk forward.
You lead me through the dark,
through the winding forests of life,
to each new tomorrow that I must face.
Hail to thee,
Woden the Wise,
for you instill my urge for knowledge,
and lead me to grow wiser.


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