a reply to: yulka
you yourself die;
I know one thing
which never dies:
the judgment of a dead man's life."
Men ask for much help. Often they are beyond the reach of brother-help. Yet you are not. Praise this.
Here is the help of Edda:
1. Hearing I ask | from the holy races,
From Heimdall's sons, | both high and low;
Thou wilt, Valfather, | that well I relate
Old tales I remember | of men long ago.
2. I remember yet | the giants of yore,
Who gave me bread | in the days gone by;
Nine worlds I knew, | the nine in the tree
With mighty roots | beneath the mold.
Remember these and more. These are the lays of the gods and you read the wise womans prophesy.
3. Of old was the age | when Ymir lived;
Sea nor cool waves | nor sand there were;
Earth had not been, | nor heaven above,
But a yawning gap, | and grass nowhere.
4. Then Bur's sons lifted | the level land,
Mithgarth the mighty | there they made;
The sun from the south | warmed the stones of earth,
And green was the ground | with growing leeks.
5. The sun, the sister | of the moon, from the south
Her right hand cast | over heaven's rim;
No knowledge she had | where her home should be,
The moon knew not | what might was his,
The stars knew not | where their stations were.
There are more, you should google them I guess... Odin was a pretty central figure, so they have a lot of verses about him.
P.S: The first image in your thread. It looks really familiar. Who made it? I can't seem to remember.
edit on 8-8-2015 by Subnatural because:
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