Even when I am distant,
wandering amidst the past,
mimicking your mind,
focused on finding my Truth,
you guide me back home.
Wanderer, O’ Woden,
you hold a place deep in my heart.
I feel the beat of your staff on earth,
in time with the rhythm in my chest.
Your runes are my comfort,
your wisdom is my well.
No matter how far I stray,
O’ Woden,
I always wander home.

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