To The Lady Freya

So distant is the rugged fell,

So distant is the icy sea,,

There is no ice, snow or hail,

Across the long Whale Road will be,

Fires where Norse Men drink,

To Her name from Wisdom's Well,

Sea where Dragon Ship once sail,

But in night's as dark as ink

The same Moon's there to see,

So distant is field and fell,

Memories become so pale,

But 'tis Odin's world, made well,

Dusty plain or stormy sea,

Paradise or living Nullhel,

Al-father Odin did not fail,

To craft beauty for all to see,

And where Beauty can dwell,

Lady Freya must be as well.