Sorry about the delayed post guys, this is for last night. Keep your eye open for a new post on Monday! This poem is supposed to feel sort of like an Inuit prayer to Amarok, the hunter of hunters who devours hunters that go out alone at night. Enjoy...
- James O. Cannon
Amarok:
The Soul Eater
By James O. Cannon
Oh Amarok…
Great eater of souls.
He who devours
Those hunters so bold
Whom dare to hunt alone.
Oh Amarok…
Great Keeper of tolls.
Holder of great powers
With magical mysteries left untold,
That our shaman ensures stays unknown
Oh Amarok…
Great guardian wolf of the Poles.
He who hunts and never cowers,
Avenging murders to behold
All the justice to be shown.
Oh Amarok…
Great finder of holes
And climber of towers,
Purifier of ways of old
With beliefs as solid as stone.
Oh Amarok…
Please spare our souls.
Please use your great powers
To release your hold
And let your forgiveness be shown.
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