Poetry Corner 2

The Ancient Road

by James Moore-Hodur


Follow the path the ancestors strode,

Wander down that ancient road,

Where spirits and man met in times of old.


Follow the path the ancestors rode,

Wander with Old One Eye so bold,

Ancient gods walk down ancient roads.


Follow the path you forge on your own,

Wander in those boots so old,

For you will be there soon on that ancient road.


Down below the roots, or above in its heights,

The World Tree opens the way,

Onto the ancient road...