The Empty Force

The Empty Force

I've previously written about my mother rune Hagall, my birth rune. In this post I share a poem I wrote over two decades ago which corresponds to my father rune Ing, also known as the Empty Force in the martial arts. Indeed, the Empty Force is considered the highest skill of the master martial artist. Note the three forms of the rune Ing: of the Elder Futhark, the Anglo-Saxon Futhorc and the Old European paleolithic cave art symbol. The implicit central diamond-like empty space of the Old European symbol forms the explicit diamond form found in the Elder Futhark and Anglo-Saxon Futhorc Ing runes.

an enigma, an absurdity
stringing some strange emptiness, a holy madness bursting full
unfolding favor
like a parchment endlessly, darkly brilliant
surely able, between nothing and one, a no-man's land
is the palace of a female mystic mansion, where only night senses
one mind effacing piles and piles of chaos softly
upon which this
breathes that
through and through, collapsing eternally
into an ever reverberating lifeforce
hovering plosive pivots of unuttered tradition set free
drunk without distinction, some wine of the timeless time to come
a martial art, an utter clarity
running and returning, iterating
feminine mystery communicating all goodness, like a key
ever beyond sound, yet still peacefully permeating script
the essential mark, above without end, below without bound