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For Winter Nights
We are one branch,
One of many,
We are the road,
We are the way.
From Asgard to Midgard,
From Midgard to Helhome,
We are that which you travel,
We speak now to the places within the tree,
The great tree, Yggdrasil.
Heimdall, guardian of the bridge,
I speak to you, I know that you must judge
Those that come to seek entrance within,
But I speak for those that come,
Light the fires within the hall,
Judge them fairly, by Tyr let them find
their rightful place among you,
Valhalla open your doors,
Let the mead flow, let the meat be plenty,
Take now those that you will find just into your hall.
Asa-Thor, guardian of Midgard,
I speak to you, though you are not a god of the dead,
I ask that your hammer strike true and just,
Protect those that walk this road,
Keep etins and trolls from our dead,
And welcome them with mead aplenty.
Migar, let go your grasp,
Grave-mounds heave open, let the departed depart,
And let those who will, go where they must.
Hel, Mistress of the underworld,
I speak to you, I know that you must hold what you have,
I ask that you light the fires of Helhome,
Open the halls, accept them in,
Make them welcome, as you always have,
To those that find their way to you,
That we may join them, someday, in favor and grace,
Let them rest eternal.
Take now with you the souls of the departed,
The names within are just and true,
May they be judged by Tyr and found true,
May they be placed within thy halls,
May they be welcome in your dwellings.
Larisa C Hunter aka Mist
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