The runes

Runes contain a mystery, a secret from the gods


Odin Speaks

I know I hung on that windswept tree,

Swung there for nine long nights,

Wounded by my own blade,

Bloodied for Odin,

Myself an offering to myself,

Bound to the tree

That no man knows

Whither the roots of it run.

None gave me bread,

None gave me drink.

Down to the deepest depths I peered

Until I spied the Runes.

With a roaring cry I seized them up,

Then dizzy and fainting, I fell.

Well-being I won

And wisdom too.

From a word to a word,

I was led to a word,

From a deed to another deed.

(Source: The Poetic Edda)

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