Frigga, My Friend

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~ By Courtesy of Others ~

Frigga, My Friend

To Frigga, the all mother,
You have shown me great comfort in times of pain,
In my greatest hour, you helped me achieve
the greatest act of female power, and gave me a treasured daughter.
You have granted me patience when I prayed for it,
Wisdom, when I asked, and have shown me
that my sacrifices are not for nothing, but are essential to my life and calling.
To you, great mother I call, and ask you to remind us
of the power that we women share with each other.
Frigga looks deep within others and knows them.
Nothing keeps hidden from her, and yet she accepts everyone.
Frigga is the Mother who lays the mantle of her gentleness protectingly on us.
In her fold one is sheltered safely and lovingly.
Frigga asks no questions, for she already knows the answer.
She knows one will talk when the time has come.
Frigga is the Mother who takes care of her children intimately and devotedly.
Always she is there, and has an open ear for them.

Author of "FULLTRÚI : Patrons in Ásatrú"

- This poem is in the Common Domain and may be freely distributed, but only
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