Thor, Blessing of the Storm
Thor, son of thunder, hammer in hand, stride beneath red skies and teach me strength that holds, not conquers, that stands when the ground trembles and clears the air with the fire of courage.
Mjölnir, bringer of storms and clarity, bless my labor, my heart, my hands— let effort be sacred, persistence a prayer, let truth be struck free, and power return to rest until your laughter shakes the sky again.








