Courtesy of Others ~
Calling to Saga
Entrancer of the minds
of mortals forever
who settle to listen and see,
telling your tales timeless mother
to your bairns at bedtime ‘til sleep,
The ‘chantress of the charm of “what happens”,
a spree of yarns you spin
and from your mouth flow the stories,
of wonder the tales you weave.
The mistress of the most old word-play,
holds sway your voice so sweet.
Your lover oh singer of Sokkvabekk I am,
old lays we bring to life.
Inspiring Saga, of stories the mother,
blessings on my tellings bring,
so forebears’ riches reach waiting ears,
make the tales ring true!
So with Muninn I hear murmur Saga’s stream;
so that raven on my shoulder rests;
so the holy mead gives a honeyed tongue
that in telling turns to gold!
Poetic form: Ljóđaháttr (Song Meter)
Image: Odin and
Lorenz Frřlich (1820–1908),
Denish painter, illustrator and etcher.
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