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Guardians of Fate

Three sit at the foot of the World Tree,
at Wyrd´s Well since the dawn of time
They water the roots of Yggdrasil
Norns these Ladies are called.

Together they guard, they watch, they govern
The threads of fate run through their hands
Black Urd guards that which has been.

Together they spin, they measure, they cut
Tender the web, but not torn ere its time
Red Verdandi guards that which becomes.

Together they know, they keep, they ken
Everything flowing, coming and going - they stay
White Skuld guards that which will be.

Together they guard, they watch, they govern
Black they are, red they are, white they are
Together they spin, they measure, they cut
Black they are, red they are, white they are
Together they know, they keep, they ken
Black they are, red they are, white they are
Norns they call the Ladies of Fate.

© Original "Hüterinnen des Schicksals": Michael Schütz    ARF - Asatru Ring Frankfurt
© Translation: Michaela Macha

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