Ear is the sound “ea”
Anglo-Saxon Rune Poem (from ragweedforge.com)
The grave is horrible to every knight,
when the corpse quickly begins to cooland is laid in the bosom of the dark earth.Prosperity declines, happiness passes awayand covenants are broken.
The words that came to me after pulling this rune was “I guess I’ll die another day” (yes, Madonna’s song) and that was about it. Sometimes resisting the slow gradual changes are a good things. Things need to be preserved until the end, and maintenance and upkeep are important things to hold the slow, inexorably forces of entropy and decay in abeyance. That isn’t always a bad thing. Sometimes you have to walk your own path, and that may mean choosing the time and place for the end, and not having others choose it for you.