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Grave Goods
12 months ago  ::  Jul 01, 2011 - 5:51PM #1
John_T_Mainer
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Far from home and hearth


My family to provide


When wyrd was met


Dead so far from home


 


Never again to hold my dearest love


Nor hear my daughters laugh


My only home the barrow


My only embrace the dark


 


Back to home and kin


My empty body come


By fires not my hearths burned


To the waters of my home scattered


 


Never again to hear my wife’s laugh


Never again hold my daughters


No hearth fires in the barrow


No love to share the dark


 


Voices call like distant dreams


By name and need am summoned


By love of living still commanded


The grave no bar to their call


 


My weeping wife I hold again


Wrapped in arms of memory


Nights of love and passion bright


Days of shared hard struggle


 


My daughters fear calls to me,


A father’s rage to answer


My spark to light their inner fires


Theirs the strength to conquer


 


Sleeping with the land wights


Drifting in the waters
Among the sacred ancestors


Guardians of our line


 


I dream of my darling wife


With winter in her hair


My daughters now mother’s all


My grave no bar to their call


 


Far from mother’s hearth and home


Wherever they may go


Wyrd brought me to my grave


But love binds me still
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12 months ago  ::  Jul 01, 2011 - 6:26PM #2
John_T_Mainer
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Around 3500 years ago when our ancestors moved from their origins around  the Black Sea to conquor northern India and help spawn Veddic culture,  the burial customs were quite simple: burn the body and scatter the  ashes.

It is assumed by anthropologists who study the burial  practices of nomadic peoples that the reason for this was to keep from  tying the dead to any place, so that they either will not leave ghosts  haunting the plains, or will allow the dead to remain with the moving  living (depending on the individual anthropologists view of the dead as  either feared or loved).  In any case, when the people became settled in  India, and again during settlement periods in Germany, Scandenavia, and  the migratory waves south and west in later centuries, the customs of  barrow cremation (ashes into urns in barrows) were adopted, sometimes  progressing into ship-graves with grave goods, but in peoples like the  Angles, remaining with simple ash/urn barrow mounds.

There was  little pre-syncretic (co-existence with Christianity) speculation about  an afterlife.  It was assumed the dead were still with us, that the  spirits of the sacred ancestors watched over us.  In particular, the  Disir, the spirits of your dead mothers and maternal ancestors were  often asked for aid and intercession in life.

Death awaits all of us.  Love awaits some of us.  The latter is by far the more powerful.

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