Pagan Blog Project: F is for Freya

This week I was working on F is for Faith, but I could not make it stick at the moment.  So, with a bit of inspiration, here is a devotional poem to Freya.

I hear Your Whisper

In the moments between time

Where my heart has beaten and presses

The blood running hot

I hear You in the darkness


In my thoughts

Your words caress my mind




When I put my fingers to keys

I feel your hand



Your whisper in my heart

“Write without shame”

So I will write

Of your glory

Your luscious curves

Your eyes that stab the heart

Your iron will set in soft flesh

Your firm hands that hold lover or spear with grace

Your heart that gives solace and joy

Your soul that enflames the tinder of so many dried hearts

How could I praise you higher

Than by saying I have come to love myself

Through Your hands, Your fire, Your love?

That by your patience and demands

I have seen the face of love?  Looked upon its glorious face?

That I know the difference between love and lust

That both have their holy place in my life

That I have discernment to tell one from other?

That you have kindled true love in my Being

That I might give it to another

That I may give it wholly

Expecting nothing, but truly open

To its warm return?

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