Vanaheim

by Linda Crowfoot

© 2000 Linda Crowfoot

I wish to walk on Vanaheim

My dear Lord Frey I wish to have. Permission to travel through Vanaheim.

As I walk through Vanaheim. I see such beauty thats sublime.

Vanaheim oh Vanaheim Your beauty is so devine.

I see trees so green and bright.

A babbling brook there washes by.

Oh Vanaheim Oh Vanaheim

Dear Lord Frey I dip my horn into this cold clear stream.

I raise my horn in toast to thee. Oh dear Lord of Vanaheim.

You drink from horn then pass to me. I raise it up for all to see.

Another toast I give to all the beloved ones of Vanaheim.

I drink deep of the cool sweet stream. The babbling brook in Vanaheim.

I ask that I may journey here. Another time to Vanaheim.

Then I turn and walk with thee my dear Lord of Vanaheim.

Back to the trunk of the world tree.

To home again I leave.

I wish pleasant times again to jouney to sweet Vanaheim.