Lullaby of the Gods.
I come bearing three words on the wind. Wyrd Orlog Hamingja I speak with the Words of Others. Some may see the flash of my Teeth. But only the most Kenning of Eyes. Will ever see me or my Sisters. Yet none are made or unmade without me. I am here before the Born I am here from Shore to Shore I am here when your Hag does Mourn Before I strike the Banshee Cry For my tongue is Bérla Féini And most hear Dark Speak only to Die For I am Charm and I am Arm Beware of the one with just one Eye You may call me Mjölnir Sleep well now Baby and do not Cry. Postscript: I know this is odd Awen, yet I am but Summerland's humble scroll. TDK Copyright George King September 09, 2014 TDK / The Druid King While it may not be clear in the poem what ( Hamarr) Mjölnir is sayings is that Wyrd ( fate personified) and Orlog ( fundamental law) are her Heads while Hamingja (Family Souls or Bloodlines) her fore-haf. Somehow that the fore-haf is...