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The Call

October 1, 2017 Leave a comment

I can hear your paws grab the earth, your hooves strike the ground
I can smell your fur, your excitement as you all are bidden on
I can taste your fury, the adrenaline on the wind
I can feel your gait, your strides as you seek
I can see your numbers, your countless multitudes that gallop and run
I know your call, your howling, trumpeting, shrieking mass that calls me
The Wild Host calls!  Wuotas Heer calls!  The Wild Hunt calls!

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O Matronae!

September 19, 2017 Leave a comment

O Matronae!  You see Your children down, down through the ages!
You are Many, Many, O Matronae!
Glorious and beautiful, haggard and vicious!
Your hands have been set by every tool imaginable, every instrument conceived, every work designed!

Walking in places of power, You O Matronae, are there!
Waiting in the dark of mines, You, O Matronae, are there!
Sitting in the spinner’s seat, You, O Matronae, are there!
Thronging with life in the forest, You O Matronae, are there!
Resting in the silence of glacier, You O Matronae, are there!
Soaring over the spears of war, You O Matronae, are there!
Waiting for the young in the womb, You O Matronae, are there!
Gathering in the gains of harvest, You O Matronae, are there!
Holding the hallowed places, You O Matronae, are there!
Let us seek You where You are!

O Matronae! You know those who seek You!
Bless those who seek You!  
O Many, Many Matronae, help us to know You!
Help us to remember Your names and know Your Ways
That we may journey them once again!

My Submission to the Hoenir Agon

August 25, 2017 Leave a comment

For Hoenir

by Sarenth Odinsson

You Who gave us oðr
Swift-legged, Long-legged
Mud King, Marsh King
Vili
You Who gave us Will
Hail to You!

Whose friend and aide is Mimir
Who is confidante and conspirator to Odin
Who brings action in Vé’s wake
Hail to You!

Whose mouth is full to bursting
Whose hands held Ymir down
Who helped Odin and Vé craft many Worlds
Hail to You!

Whose silence is full of wisdom
Whose countenance is fearsome
Whose counsel is prudent
Hail to You!

Who knows the many ways forward
Who even the Gods seek in counsel
Whose divination sees the Worlds set aright
Hail to You, Hoenir!

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Gefjon Project Day 2

February 3, 2017 Leave a comment

So now I am inspired to do a month of devotional poetry and song for Gefjon.  I am counting the two prayers I last posted for the start of this project. This is the prayer I wrote for Her yesterday. I will have another prayer for Her later today. 

Charming of the Plow Prayer to Gefjon 

If any know how to Charm the Plow, it is You

If any know the work of claiming land, it is You

If any know the work of tilling the darkness of Jörð, it is You

If any know how to carefully cultivate the grove, it is You

If any know the work of bringing in a hearty harvest, it is You

If any know the work of a well hewn hall, it is You

If any know the work of a healthy hof, it is You 

If any know the sacred work of the gyðja’s charge, it is You

Hail Gefjon!

Prayers for Gefjon

February 1, 2017 Leave a comment

Inspired by Galina Krasskova’s Agon dedicated to Gefjon, I wrote these two poems.

 

A Hailing Prayer to Gefjon

Hail to Gefjon, Far-seeing Goddess!

Hail to Gefjon, Who knows Her own Worth!

Hail to Gefjon, Who shapes liche and hame!

Hail to Gefjon, Who drives hard Her Oxen!

Hail to Gefjon, Who plowed and claimed Zealand!

Hail to Gefjon, Who claims Her own pleasure!

Hail to Gefjon, whose halls house the virgins!

Hail to Gefjon, Ásynja!

Hail to Gefjon, Mother of Jotnar!

Hail to Gefjon, Whose Consort is Skjöldr!

Hail to Gefjon, Whose Plow is Mighty!

Hail to Gefjon, Whose Courses are Swift!

Hail to Gefjon, Whose Lands are Fertile!

Hail to Gefjon, Whose Ways are Wise!

 

Land-finding Prayer to Gefjon

We seek, we seek land of our own

Growing green and good

We ask Gefjon to lend us your aid

So we may settle soon!

 

We ask for land for orchards

We ask for land for grain

We ask for land for goat, hive, and lamb

Whose harvests shall be great!

 

We seek, we seek a place to build

A hof to call our own

Where we can raise a horn to You

Within our hallowed home!

They Call Him

July 8, 2016 1 comment

They call Him grizzled; His hat hangs low over an eye.
They call Him one-eye ’cause one is elsewhere.
They call Him bear-father and wolf-father ’cause the berserkers and ulfheðin are His.
They call Him eagle-head ’cause He is one.
They call Him bear ’cause He is one.
They call Him battle-wolf ’cause He is one.

They call Him a rogue ’cause He’s sly.
They call Him silver-tongued ’cause He’s talked His way out of death.
They call Him Hanged ’cause He hanged on the World Tree to get the Runes.
They call Him Runemaster ’cause He died to bring Them back.
They call Him Wanderer ’cause He’s seen all the Worlds.
They call Him Journey Adviser ’cause He’s who you talk to before you take one.
They call Him Monster, ’cause He is one.
They call Him God, ’cause He is one.

He’s Odin, Woden, Wodenaz.  He’s Jotun. He’s Aesir. He’s a chief. He’s a shaman.  He’s a wanderer. He’s a warrior.  He’s a killer.  He’s a maw.  He’s a scholar.  He’s a wizard.  He’s a berserker.  He’s an ulfheðin.  He’s a rogue. He’s a ruler.  He’s a watcher.  He’s the Allfather.  He’s Runatyr.  He’s Fury.  He’s Terrible.  He’s Gallows-God.  He’s Sacrificed.  He’s Sacrificer.  He’s Twice-Blind.  He’s One-Eyed.  He’s Long-Visioned.  He’s Spear-God.  He’s Battle-Fury.  He’s Howler.  He’s Odin, Woden, Wodenaz.

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