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~ Poetry by me ~
Frau Holle
I am Ostara, leaving my hill in the springtime, life in my wake.
I am Freya, turn maidens to women, my apples are ripe for the shaking and
taking.
I am Hulda the Gracious, gifting you with a good year, and gold from my well.
I am Frigga, checking your housework and spinning, meting what you deserve.
I am Hel, round me flutter the souls of the unborn and stillborn, and children
died young.
I am Perchta the Gleaming, the awe of beauty and terror, I lead the Wild Hunt.
I am Holle shaking the the bedding, covering Midgard, my snow globe, in white.
© Michaela
Macha
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Michaela Macha
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Artwork by Jackie Hannigan, used by permission.
More of her art on Frigga's
Blessings.
