My Grove
(Listen to Hedningarna. Now.)

My trees shall not fall
though the ice should weight them
for they are tall and solid
for they know much of burdens
for they are proud in their bowing.

My trees shall not fall
though the wind should break them
for they are wise and many
for they have much of knowing
for they shall heal and grow again

My trees shall not fall
though mens' steel should cut them
for they are deep and rooted
for they are strong as men are weak
for they are old as the earth's own soul.

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