Hail holy Thunderer, Who brings lightning and rain!
Thank You for protecting our family!
Hail holy Stormer, Who brings the winds!
Thank You for blowing the worst of the storms beyond us!
Hail holy Vaettir of Clouds, Rain, Lightning, Winds, and Hail!
Thank you for letting us get safely home and sparing our home from harm!
I went outside and there were Gods and spirits dancing.
The storm-etins danced among the thunderbirds
Thor and Farbauti struck through the air
Odin whirled overhead
I smoked, offering up prayers to all of Them
As I did I saw:
Lightning illuminated the Raven
It tore at the cloud-man’s guts
The intestines roping out of him
The Raven gorged
I saw a bolt of lightning and it croaked like a Raven
I looked to my left and there was a great Wyrm
Open mouthed in the lightning-light
It twisted through the air, wings wide
The thunder was not Its voice, but the clap of its wings
As it flew along the East
Rain trickles in little rivers
Down the sides of the house
Like goats’ feet heralding
The low rumble builds
The lightning splays itself
Along the sky
I can hear Your Voice Thunderer
Your chariot overhead