Frigga Spinning
by Mist
A Lady
sits in a hall,
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
And to her ladies she does call,
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
Bring me flax to cord and spin
And wool so soft and dry,
My distaff sits upon the wheel,
Round which the yarn will fly....
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
Oh spin, sweet Frigga, spin!
The fates of all into the wool,
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
And to the Norns she gifts her spool,
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
My hands have woven fates, she says,
Upon the flax so fine,
A gift for all of Midgard born,
From gods divine....
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
Oh spin, sweet Frigga, spin!
At her feet is where I'll be,
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
For my fate she sealed for me,
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
Welcome, child, she says to me,
Your home here you will find.
Sit at my feet and watch me spin
Fated twine
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
Spin, sweet Frigga, spin
Oh spin, sweet Frigga, spin!
Artwork by NessieValkyria.