My Gratitude to the Vanir


I lie in pain, upon my bed

The muscles clench, I gasp

Yet still I think of you

My goddess, Freyja

My lord, Freyr

Njord of the frothy sea

I think of the blessings in my life

I smile as the pain wracks me

Peace lies beyond the physical

Though my body violated

My heart lies still and quiet

I know love

Beyond my imagining

I know security

In the words from his mouth

My hnoss lies sleeping,

Oblivious to the pain

All is well and quiet

My pain is the price

This short time a sacrifice

I will endure it

In your name

I will force myself up

Hobble to the harrow

Like a decrepit aged hag

Though I am young

Endure the lightning strike

Light three candles in your name

Because the pain shall pass

But this peace shall endure

So I give it to you

As payment, still far too little

When weighed against

Those precious gifts

You pour upon me.


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