Hymn to the Breath Lord

With study and meditation I honor the Lord of Breath,
The Keeper of the Winds,
The Seeker of Wisdom,
O Riddler, O Master of the Heavens,
O He who scrutinizes scratches in the beechwood.
I, too, seek the riddles in the darkness,
offer these oblations to the Lord of Wod,
rushing turbulence of unaccountable inspiration,
make magic with puffs of breath uttered poetically.
Wizard-lore, old lore, sacrifice through study,
I give myself in rapture unto the pursuit of wisdom,
and worship the highest heavenly father.
This brag is a true one.