White Thor

I am the oak of the heart
Healer of souls, an endless new start
The sacred grove my will to keep
Courage I bless to he who will seek
I am the temple’s foundation stone
The mountainous pillar of Heaven’s throne
Unbreakable roof is my shield raised high
Nine steps I swear, before I must die
My seed is the fertile acorn that falls
Eternal echo, to the mighty I call
I am the guardian of the sacred shrine
Brow’s lightning cast forth, the wicked I blind
Call to me in the darkest of nights
The Highest  I serve, dispeller of fright
Call to me when taint takes thy soul
Strength to rise, reclaim what evil stole
Call to me in moment of weakened voice
Thunder my song, granter of new choice
I am the healer of my children’s line
My hall’s flame is warm, an invite to dine

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