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Post by Yahn'ikthorn on Dec 19, 2007 18:29:14 GMT -6
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Post by Yahn'ikthorn on Dec 21, 2007 4:25:15 GMT -6
An excerpt from the final Rune of the Kalevala, in which Christ appears and Wainamoinen decides it is time for him to depart... to return one day...
As the years passed Wainamoinen Recognized his waning powers, Empty-handed, heavy-hearted, Sang his farewell song to Northland, To the people of Wainola; Sang himself a boat of copper, Beautiful his bark of magic; At the helm sat the magician, Sat the ancient wisdom-singer. Westward, westward, sailed the hero O'er the blue-back of the waters, Singing as he left Wainola, This his plaintive song and echo: "Suns may rise and set in Suomi, Rise and set for generations, When the North will learn my teachings, Will recall my wisdom-sayings, Hungry for the true religion. Then will Suomi need my coming, Watch for me at dawn of morning, That I may bring back the Sampo, Bring anew the harp of joyance, Bring again the golden moonlight, Bring again the silver sunshine, Peace and plenty to the Northland."
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