The gentlest blush as the hammer hallows
Hovers over the gilded ring
Hard won by cunning and skill and toil
Loptr’s green eyes glowing
Aesir and Jotun, hearts and hands
clasp in eternal marriage
Who knew what trouble would visit
or how They would see them through
Hallowed and held in that stead
Lost in one another’s eyes
Did you see the grace we do
or see Your paradise?
Sarenth Odinsson 