Heading home on the river
following the subtle palmistry,
Scrying the clouds for future storms,
divining the wind in the sinking leaves.
Read the rune-stone markers,
then cast them into the waters.
A midnight passenger on the sliver-sky
sailing through the night
by the Yggdrasil charts
and the lighthouse-moon
the crystal moon.
And the stars
o the stars
will guide me home.
© christine DINGLEY 2012