Runes Of Power

The wind came down from mountain could 
And like a tide it roared and rolled 
The branches groaned, the forest moaned 
And leaves were laid upon the mould 

The wind went on from West to east 
All movement in the forest ceased 
But shrill an harsh across the marsh 
Its whistling voices were released 

1. And runes of power upon the door. There shone forever, fair and bright