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Hail Nott
Hail Nott!
We welcome you in these times of longest night.
Daughter of Narvi, black as the emptiness between the stars.
Upon Hrimfaxi you draw the night;
rime-mane foaming frost-dew from his jaws.
Marriage first to Naglfari the smith of
the Nail-Ship.
From He you bore Audr, wealthy emptiness of the Dream-Weavers
sky.
Second to the Mountain, a dwarf Annar;
and
you bore Ever-Green, Earth Herself; Jord.
Married last to Day-Spring Dellingr, and
from this blessing
gave forth shining hope, time of day itself, Dagr.
Hail to you Nott, Hail!
Your gifts to us nourish and rest, beneath your gaze we slumber.
You are named 'night' by man, 'darkness'
by the Gods,
'the masker' by the mighty Powers, 'unlight' by the jotunn,
'joy of
sleep' by the elves, yet the dwarves call you 'dream-Njorun'; our dream Goddess.
The owl reigns in your comings and goings,
the bat swoops- you give us wisdom and the wild ecstasy of the shadows.
You hold
your secrets in close shade-crush, your dark closes in,
we tremble in your vast
expanse of un-sight.
The realm of murk is yours; the pounding
of our hearts,
the quicken of our breath, yours.
We enter your time, your embrace Nott.
Hail to you!
© Salena Levy (aka Anderson)
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