To Frigg, Queen of Asgard, Goddess of sky and hearth, Keeper of marriage and prophecy . Your wisdom cradles the threads of fate, Your gaze holds both storm and stillness. In the quiet of the high seat. May your distaff spin peace into our homes, May your heart guard what is tender and true. Bless the bonds that hold us, And with gentle might, Guide those who wander back, To the warmth of the hearth-fire.
To Freyja, Golden one of the Vanir, Lady of love, war, and seidr, Mistress of cats, Your chariot carries the fierce and the tender, Your tears become amber and gold. In passion and in fury, You choose your own way. You gather half the slain, Not by another will, but by your right. Goddess who knows longing, Who teaches magic, May your courage ignite ours, May your wild grace remind us. Strength can wear many forms, And love is never small.
Β© α΄α΄α΄Κα΄Κ-Ι΄α΄Κα΄Ι¨ΙΙ. α΄ΚΚ ΚΙͺΙ’Κα΄Φ Κα΄Φα΄Κα΄ α΄α΄ .
