Final Rites for the Beloved

norsegodcalls:

Seel ye gods, hear me now and see this soul to safety
For they are good, their heart is true and beat ever bravely

Bragi, into your hall do welcome
This soul of artistry
With words of lifeblood, and hands of love
That wroughts emotionally

Forseti, into your hall do welcome
This ever-just moderator
Questing for true fairness
To both victim and instigator

Freyja, into your hall do welcome
This fierce and lustful spirit
Fickle as a feline
For their pleasure, not with limit

Freyr, into your hall do welcome
This soul both bold and wistful
A garden-tender, virile-mender
Encompassing boar and bull

Heimdall, into your hall do welcome
This spirit, ever-vigilant
Alert all-times for danger
To guard ally and descendant

Hel, into your hall do welcome
This serene soul of dignity
Straw death, corpse-communer
Which seeks peace and dark so quietly

Idunn, into your hall do welcome
This vivacious soul of youth
Wide-eyed and innocent
Never showing length of tooth

Loki, into your hall do welcome
This cheeky norm-shirker
Fire-blooded, lightning-tongued
A levitous distraction-bringer

Njord, into your hall do welcome
This seafaring, sun-baked soul
Braving storms in ship and heart
Ever-pursuant of any goal

Odin, into your hall do welcome
This spirit of wisened mystery
Concerned for the future of all things
Finding knowledge in our history

Sigyn, into your hall do welcome
This staunch and loyal soul
That bears the weight of realms
With no complaint nor moral fall

Skadhi, into your hall do welcome
This sadist soul of vengeance
Hunter of beasts, man or meat
Demands retributed justice

Thor, into your hall do welcome
This spirit, chivalrous and strong
A protector of the innocent
And sworn enemy of all wrong

Tyr, into your hall do welcome
This martial soul of honour
Bound by word and oath
Does seek no trick nor cover

Ullr, into your hall do welcome
This stoic soul of sport
Joyous in game or vital bout
Victorious on street and court

Vali, into your hall do welcome
This soul taken premature
No chance to show their nature
Kept eternal, and ever pure

Seel my gods, now ye have heard; so see this soul to safety
For they are good, their heart is true and beats forever bravely

norsegodcalls

This poetic prayer was inspired by the last ask I received.
To be used in the event of the death of any loved one; The way I have written and intended for it to be used is so that the reciter can choose whether to recite it in full, partially, or even with just one of the stanzas – depending on specific circumstances and whatever feels most appropriate