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I Am Weary

I am weary in my bones, Flame-hair
My mind buzzes with worry
My soul is troubled

Did You once worry as I do
for my son?
Did You ask Yourself
If You did right by Your Blessed Children?

You loved Them
As others called Your children
Monster!
Vile!
Dangerous!
As some still do
Your love endures
May my son know love
As enduring as Yours
In the face of all who will hate him
For his looks
For his words
For his actions
For his path
For who he loves

May I learn patience from You
When my son is distant
And I have a mind to be distant

May I learn patience from You
When my son rages
And I have a mind to rage in kind

May I learn patience from You
When my son seeks the hard truths
And I have a mind to sugar coat

May I learn patience from You
When my son is consumed in pain
And I have a mind to succumb to grief

May I learn patience from You
When my son is beyond my reach
And I have a mind to worry without end

Hail Loki Laufeyson, Mother and Father
Lover of Svalšilfari
Husband of Sigyn and Angrboda
Mother of Sleipnir
Father of Hel
Father of Jörmungandr
Father of Fenris
Father of Narvi
Father of Vali
Mother of Many
Father of Many

May I be a father worthy of the word

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