Old 04-20-2015, 01:58 PM   #1
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Two Heritage Poems


I remember
The dark woods, masking slopes of sombre hills;
The grey clouds' leaden everlasting arch;
The dusky streams that flowed without a sound,
And the lone winds that whispered down the passes.

Vista on vista marching, hills on hills,
Slope beyond slope, each dark with sullen trees,
Our gaunt land lay. So when a man climbed up
A rugged peak and gazed, his shaded eye
Saw but the endless vista - hill on hill,
Slope beyond slope, each hooded like its brothers.

It was a gloomy land that seemed to hold
All winds and clouds and dreams that shun the sun,
With bare boughs rattling in the lonesome winds,
And the dark woodlands brooding over all,
Not even lightened by the rare dim sun
Which made squat shadows out of men; they called it
Cimmeria, land of Darkness and deep Night.

It was so long ago and far away
I have forgot the very name men called me.
The axe and flint-tipped spear are like a dream,
And hunts and wars are shadows. I recall
Only the stillness of that sombre land;
The clouds that piled forever on the hills,
The dimness of the everlasting woods.
Cimmeria, land of Darkness and the Night.

Oh, soul of mine, born out of shadowed hills,
To clouds and winds and ghosts that shun the sun,
How many deaths shall serve to break at last
This heritage which wraps me in the grey
Apparel of ghosts? I search my heart and find
Cimmeria, land of Darkness and the Night.

Poem by Robert E. Howard


Sanda Kuru

Listen to me carefully Sanda
ice works better with fire to forge a good sword
you must temper both of them with wisdom.

There is a long path before you to take
you will have hard times.

But my dear boy
you are brave, strong and wise
you are destined to be a king
a kingdom is promised to you.

Your valor will be present at the war field
but warfare is not your only gift
you will cover it with wisdom and fairness.

Cimmeria will reside in your heart
through your fore told saga
you will be homesick at nights
pray and praise Mithra at this times.

When you are alone
cast rune stones on the ground
follow their guidance
then all Cimmerian warriors reside in Valhalla
will be at your side.

But my dear son
when you had your kingship
don't let the fortunes you acquired fool you
don't forget your roots
this simple Cimmerian village
blood of your mother
fed you in the womb
don't forget
deer's cry
yule angles in the snow
mist on the woods
crow's egg in the nestle
communal drinking of Soma Haoma
convivial feast in the merry making hall
with brethern.

Don't forget
how to temper Hyborean steel with ice and fire.

Then your subjects will be content by your rule
they obey the laws you decree
they will love you and call you
perfect son
which your name is meant to be
you will bring the blessings of Asir and Mithra
to the land and to the people you rule
you will dress the wounds of our nation.

That is all this old man can say, Sanda
my dear boy
go sleep now
may Odin saves you from evil.

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