A goddess
That touches pagan children
With love and care,
A moonlit hand of hers
Is so delightful and mild.
More than a mother -
A teacher for them,
Their defendress,
A source of wisdom for them.
She trasports them
From one region to another
Under cover of night,
She soothes them when they cry
Because they are hurt by the Sun's ruthless rays.
She is not a statue,
She is a flow
Of light,
A long silver string
That is cool and flexible,
Like a cobweb of moonlight
Covering their innocent faces.
To Frigg
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2021
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