Rune Poem for Ansuz
“ᚬÓss er algingautr ok ásgarðs jöfurr, ok valhallar vísi.”
“Óss is aged Gautr and prince of Ásgardr and lord of Vallhalla.”
Rune Name – Ansuz, or Óss
Aett – Freyja’s
Aett Position – Fourth
Ansuz – Upright Meaning
Order, gods, passing of wisdom, reason among men, divine inspiration, language, breath, sound, chanting, origins of language, the Voice of the Universe, the spellsong, rune casting, ancestors, passing of the breath, evolution of gods, speech, poetry, discussion of runes, linguistics
The Oss or Ansuz rune of the Elder Futhark, rune of Order, speaks of reason and language. The great voices from times beginning, to times ending, speak to us through its wisdom. This wisdom, ancestors in our bones, is passed down to us from breath to breath, as our ancestors breathed the words, so do we breath the words, and our ancestors are still with us.
Through our Skalds we honor them, speaker of many tongues, keeper of the Eddas and the poems. The wisdom of the runes are passed through them, the origin of language is passed through them through the Ansuz rune stone, reasoning of the elders is passed through them, lessons for those of us that would listen.
The keepers of the runes, our priests and godmen, they speak to us of the gods, their origins, their growth. They speak with the voice of the universe, chanting out the spellsong, an keeping the wisdom of Oss.
Their voice is in the drum-like chanting of their voices, it strikes our hearts and minds until they reverberate with the vibrations of the great secrets, and mysteries. Through this the stories of man were told and passed, and unto you the wisdom will come.
Ansuz – Merkstave Meaning (Reversed)
Miscommunication, Misinformation, Trickery,Bad Dealings
In the dark of the Ansuz rune, we find ourselves blinded. Skalds shall not speak of wisdom, the knowledge of our ancestors forgotten in the history of the world.
The Merkstave clouds all speech, breaks communication, and one man’s words to another are as the eagles to the fish. Make no deals at this time, do not trade coin for bread or services for promises, all will fall asunder and stink of the betrayer.
The Merkstave Ansuz Rune bears us in darkness of wisdom, darkness of reason. Poetry crumbles at it’s presence, the stories lost to the hubris of the present. The spellsong breaks, the voice of the universe silence, and the gods speak not through the godmen.
Know that in this place all communication is retched, all thoughts are broken, and words between men cannot be understood in any words but those of the trickster.
Through the Merkstave we dishonor our relatives, the ancestors wisdom is spoken, it’s meaning lost. Their shame is cast upon us as we have forgotten their lessons.
Their chants forgotten upon the hill, Odin’s wisdom falls from the tree, the spear breaks, the well of wisdom soiled with the lies of the trickster God.