Hail Frigg Fjörgynn’s daughter midwife and mother of mothers take in your arms the tired wife and cradle the child in your cloak Hail Frigg of foreknowledge of witchcraft, of wisdom, of wyrd cosmos and chaos for queen völva speaks when she spins her thread Hail Frigg high and holy your mantle strewn with stars formed out of fire your famous distaff riding on Máni’s road Hail Frigg of falcon hamr Queen of Fensalar, come! Lady of Love Hlodyn are you Hear me calling you here Here me inviting you home -By Räv Skogsberg- #Frīgedæg















