A poem I wrote awhile ago to Sigyn.
Ever-patient Lady
I come to you in quandary
How do you lift your bowl so high?
How do you catch the vicious venom?
Lady of the Staying Power
How do you catch without seething hate?
How do work your Will?
I come, a creature without patience
May I hold your bowl a moment?
May I learn of your long-suff’ring?
I come, a small mortal
Offering my hands
Ever-patient Lady
Sarenth Odinsson 