Wotan is my bewaarder – wolfshadowwhispers
My hulp is van Wotan wat nege dae vir my gehang het.
Hy wat sy oog opgeoffer het by die fontein van Mirmir sluimer nie.
Kyk, die Alvader sluimer of slaap nie.
Wotan is my Bewaarder; die skaduwee aan my regterhand.
Geen vervloeking onder son of maan sal my tref nie.
Wotan sal my bewaar van elke onheil; my siel sal saam met Hom fees hou in Valhalla.
Wotan sal my voetval bewaar, van nou af tot in selfs na Ragnarok.
Author archive	Author website	Mei 18, 2017	Gedigte
Odin, Ragnarok, Valhalla, Wotan
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Net Ek	Mei 18, 2017 at 6:48 vm
Antwoord	Bly om jou weer te sien Wolfie!
Interessante skrywe 🙂
Antwoord	shadowwhisper	Mei 18, 2017 at 6:52 vm
Antwoord	Dankie C! Jammer ek is skaars. EK het 11 dae gelede opgehou rook. My muse was so geskok sy het sommer stil geraak lol. Ek was net lus om te kyk of ek na 28 jaar kan ophou rook… ek kry dit al vir 11 dae reg so dalk stop ek vir altyd lol
My gedig hierso was geinspireer deur Noorse Mites en ek was lus om te kyk hoe Noorse mites sal werk as jy ‘n Joodse heilige skrywe vat en dit hervertel op ‘n Noorse wyse met Noorse geloofselemente.
Antwoord	Net Ek	Mei 18, 2017 at 6:55 vm
Antwoord	Baie geluk met jou 11 dae, wow!
jong, ek weet van Ragnarok en Valhalla vreeslik min. Al wat ek weet – ek was vriende op FB met ‘n Viking, vreeslike cool ou. Hy het swaarde gemaak en oorlog teen die wereld as we know it verklaar. Hy het altyd oor Ragnarok en Valhalla gepraat. Tot hulle hom duskant Pretoria so paar jaar gelede gearresteer het. hy het sedertdien van FB verdwyn. Ek het hom net daarna op die nuus gesien en nooit weer iets gehoor. Wonder waar hy is deesdae….
Antwoord	shadowwhisper	Mei 18, 2017 at 7:10 vm
Antwoord	Ek ken ‘n paar vikings, hulle klink net nie so rof soos joune nie. Die een is ‘n man wat veg vir die bewaring van wolwe en die ander is ‘n viking priester wat ‘n kok is. 🙂
Ek ken baie mense wat in die Noorse Heiden Gods diens is. Pragtige mense. LikeLiked by 1 person
Antwoord	Net Ek	Mei 18, 2017 at 7:12 vm
Ja ek het ook gedink hulle is veronderstel om meer gentle te wees! 😉
Jou Vikings klink great, en ja, myne was bietjie wild en ongetem! LikeLiked by 1 person
shadowwhisper	Mei 19, 2017 at 8:38 vm
Mens kry lle soorte ne soos liquorice all-sorts lol
hanneliesebredell07	Mei 19, 2017 at 4:59 nm
LIEFLIKE PSALM DANKIE!!!!!!!
Antwoord	shadowwhisper	Mei 19, 2017 at 10:03 nm
Antwoord	Odin seenwense )0( ❤
Antwoord	hanneliesebredell07	Mei 20, 2017 at 9:04 vm
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Antwoord	shadowwhisper	Mei 20, 2017 at 9:05 vm
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