Never A Secret, Always A Rhyme

Short and sweet
First to leave and last to greet
The one who speaks of Loki most
Knows but an untouched ghost
Be silent, into the shadow stare
Be patient, a long road prepare
Each thy seed shall grow in time
Never a secret, always a rhyme
Speak not of silent sound
Think not a thought unground
Stormwinds blow sweet thy flute
The unknown mist travels mute

Child of the Vanir

Raven’s crown upon her brow bright
Voice of silver, shining night
Queen of sacred gloried hall
Freya’s boars, a honeyed call
She who rules the mist filled way
Wild hearts never wander astray
Her shadowed hand, matron’s mist
Life and death, her blood kiss
Fierce is Spear Maiden’s hand
Never need her shield stand
Furious to be first to fall
First to rise, her echoed call
Blood anointed by sacred blade
Sacrificed, the grace she gave
None may approach our Lady fair
We are the tusks of Blood Crow’s care
Never need she raise her hand in war
We are Her fury unleashed, thunder’s roar
With one word our blood is cooled
We love the whip, the leash when pulled
Lady of my heart’s blood fire
Rampant boar, self sacrifice my desire

Son of Yggdrasil

My heart shall be light
Honeyed tongue to grant you might
My voice shall summon pleasure
Speaker of Oak, time has no measure
My eye shall be gold
Single pillar never sold
Lightning shall stand you straight
Ever seeking destined date
I am of my sister’s will
Reflected lover, I take my fill
I serve she of golden hair
Piercing the void, is her stare
I am right hand of Raven’s crown
Hung and pierced, I have drowned
Storm wind’s call, a whisper small
Fate, your fate shall never crawl