A Devotional Prayer to Loki
Flame-hair, your soul burning into the night,
Throwing caution to the wind
And casting the die of fate,
Teach me your fearlessness.
Lie-smith, your sharp words like daggers,
Cutting through illusions to the bone
And revealing the reality we refuse to see,
Silver-tongue, whispering carefully veiled truths,
Sowing shrouded mystery in your wake,
And leading only the clever onward,
Gift-Bringer, recognizing all the overlooked,
Giving rightly earned reward where it’s due,
And in turn, blame as well,
Scar-lip, ending silence in the face of injustice,
Grinning down at the outcasts
And rallying your voice with theirs,
Pain-holder, accepting your punishment,
Embracing the consequences of your deeds,
And taking the fall of those who are weaker,
Teach me your resilience.
World-breaker, harbinger of chaos,
Spitting fire upon the stagnant
And carving the spear of change,
Cruel-striker, slanderer of the gods,
Burning the inefficient and stale,
Revealing potential in the ashes,
Sly-walker, throwing your mischievous grin about
And casting laughter into the darkness
Where before there was only despair,
Shape-changer, manipulator of all walks of life,
Confidently adapting to every situation,
Commanding the strength of any form,
Hearth-fire, warmth of my heart,
Your arms a sanctuary where none is found
Light and life of the home I can always return to,
Sky-treader, ever true to your wild heart,
Letting none even try to contain your spirit
As free as the sky itself,
For everything you bring to my life.
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