Guardians of the Norse

Hear the echo of the ancient halls,

Where gods their mighty stories call.

All-seeing eye in the shadowed sky,

Guide the wisest, whose wisdom won't lie.

Runes in the wind, secrets unfold,

Father of gods, brave and bold.

Hammer swinging, lightning's roar,

Protector of the yore.

Strength and storms in his veins,

Fighting chaos, breaking chains.

Golden fields and love’s embrace,

Beauty's queen, with grace.

Fertility’s delicate hand,

Nurtures life across the land.

Justice’s sword, unwavering stance,

In the midst of battle’s dance.

Courage’s voice, pure and true,

Loyalty etched in all he do.

Light of dawn, pure and bright,

Peace and hope, shining light.

Death’s shadow can’t hold sway,

Baldur’s love will guide our way.

Mischief’s master, cunning and sly,

Secrets hidden in his eye.

Chaos spun from his craft,

Change and trickery, its craft.

Mother of wisdom, queen of the sky,

Fortune’s whisper, soft and high.

Fate’s threads in her gentle hand,

Guide the fate of every strand.

Watchman of the heavens' gate,

Sound the horns before it’s too late.

Sight beyond all mortal sight,

Keep the darkness from the light.

Shadowed depths where spirits dwell,

Guide the fallen through their spell.

Guardian of dusk and death,

Breathe the dark with utmost breath.

From sky to sea, from fire to ice,

The gods control all life’s device.

In their power, we find our place,

In Norse’s eternal grace.