You are the River and by the Land.
Your Name forgotten , long time no named.
You hate Lines,.
You go over Lines ,
You are changing like the Water and you flow through Myths, Lands and culture.
Goddes of the Travel are you,
travel by the Sea and in Mind.
Your other Name is Elen by the Ways.
We forgot you in many Years..
You forgot us not.
Your smile is the wind over Field and River
Your arms are the Woods and stones , the Earth that hold us.
From the Sands of Netherlands to the wooden Hills in germany are you.
Hide, like the Myst you are.
But..if we find you,
you initiate us in your Land.
You are in all what is.
By Veleda Alantia