Der Maelstrom
#5 of Poetry
This is a piece from the heart, about a world that was lost, but which is now found. I consider this a simple howl out into a brave new world, to those others who are seeking and those with the answers whom I hope for a response. To those that came before and those that come after, I send my salute to you.
I must give my deepest and greatest thanks to Brunauss for being the main inspiration for this poem. His mentoring, his guidance, and his friendship are what enabled me to write such a poem.
Der Maelstrom is calling,
The call our forefathers heeded.
Feel the pull on your soul,
Now still ever more needed.
My heart it did well cajole,
Says my mentor most imploringly.
Hail Odin, Hail the Weres,
Curse the ones who brought despair!
The Whore of Babylon only lies,
Hail the ones who are truly divine!
The War Horses, the Terra Boars,
And the Spartan Wolves of ages old.
The past your story now bares,
A legacy of fur that is now told.
The time has now come,
Your story must be heard.
Those who hear, it will calm,
The seeking ones shall take heed.
Feel now our souls howling,
It is us they call on!
Der Maelstrom is calling!