Cweorth
Cweorth is the letter “q’
There is no poem for Cweorth. It is a Northumbrian Rune.
The fire-twirl, the sacred flame that takes offerings, and purifies, and the cosmic fire that burns, endlessly, giving heat, warmth and light, but also consuming, and destroying. Sitting here, during record highs for the city of Los Angeles, and the area around it, it fills like standing before the entrance to such a place, the gateway to Muspell, the virtue of fire, that burns, heats, and creates light, without any other substance needed, and devoid of anything but fire.
Cweorth is the letter “q’
There is no poem for Cweorth. It is a Northumbrian Rune.
The fire-twirl, the sacred flame that takes offerings, and purifies, and the cosmic fire that burns, endlessly, giving heat, warmth and light, but also consuming, and destroying. Sitting here, during record highs for the city of Los Angeles, and the area around it, it fills like standing before the entrance to such a place, the gateway to Muspell, the virtue of fire, that burns, heats, and creates light, without any other substance needed, and devoid of anything but fire.
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