Today’s devotional is a sonnet by an Odinswoman we know. Many thanks to her for allowing us to post it here.
Burnished gallows set with red
Caress the fevered, empty mind
Of man who hangs bloodied and blind
To reach for wisdom, not for bread.
I think to hang there in his stead
And wonder if I dare to bind
My destiny to be his kind
And follow where he never lead.
To ride my orlog like a steed,
If I could dare to take the plunge
Into the noiseless emptiness
That calls me with its baseless need,
Of wisdom’s touch and daring’s lunge
To aid with endless lovingness.
~ by Deoridhe Grimsdottir