The Waters Beneath the Lowest Roots (Urdabrunnr)

the waters beneath the lowest roots, speak, sounds never heard by mortal men.
the waters beneath the lowest roots, dance, phantasm tapestries, upon the rippling membrane.
the waters beneath the lowest roots, down, down, down the cup dipped, dipping deep.
the waters beneath the lowest roots, silt, white as bone, soft as Frodi's meal, ages' law and laws.

the waters beneath the lowest roots, skein strand stretched slowly across in eager, wondrous webs.
the waters beneath the lowest roots, three dark hovering maids, blazing eyes, watch all, everything.
the waters beneath the lowest roots, cleanse, beyond all shame or soil, all the purest gauze silken.
the waters beneath the lowest roots, bubbling, up bubbling, forgotten dreams rise and surface.

there in those waters i will see, ancestors faces new as dawn, nodding, smiles of encouragement.
there in those waters i will see, the paths woven, wondrous ways which, for my web of luck.
there in those waters i will see, the high one, hat's brim, downy cotton-tail beard, winking, wisdom.
there in those waters i will see, the homes of all i have loved, home forever, patient, kind, green and beckon.

there in those waters i will see, schemes, tragedies, washed away, unforeseen surprises.
there in those waters i will see, patterns of lives fulfilled, fragile choices, opportunities missed and taken.
there in those waters i will see, what could be, what nearby lies, what has already been.
there in those waters i will see, reflections, the court of doom, all the gods assembled, sentence, and smiles.