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Ride to Hel

On a dark horse, I ride into Hel
Through forest thick and black,
On steed of night, through dead filled fog,
On my horse I ride

At her boney gates, I sit awhile
And formulate my plan,
Should I go in, I think to myself,
To sit with Hel my friend

Without request my stead did go,
As if she knew the way,
Through twists and turns we lost our way,
Oh gods shall I be found

The night seemed to blur to days,
How long have we been gone,
But still my steed moves like the night,
Through every twist and turn

After what seemed like a year,
We finally made it down,
To the great hall of Hel,
Where she can be found

She sat upon her throne awhile,
And did not say a word,
I wondered if this was a mistake
But now was undeterred

The lady said, welcome my child,
Your journey must been long,
Come in and sit with me awhile,
And play for me your song

And so I sat with her all night,
And this is what I sang,
And Hel just smiled and said to me,
Thank you my dear friend

She sent us back a different way,
For it was not my time,
And so once again I rose,
My horse as black as night

© Larisa C Hunter aka Mist, Gyđja of Kenaz Kindred

Author of "FULLTRÚI : Patrons in Ásatrú"

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