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Sunna Rise
(© 2005 Michaela Macha)

Long lay the languid shadows of night
Over the landscape lulled into sleep;
Blue darkness held the fields in fast slumber,
Silent the meadows, deserted the woods.

Mound-wights rise to roam among hillocks,
Moonshine bleaches the bones of the trees,
Haunting screams - perhaps an owl hunting;
No time for the living this hour of ghosts.

But hark - what is heard, softly at first,
A sound from eastwards filling the ear ?
A murmur, a grumble, a distant rumble
Soon swelling and surging, a thundering tide -

Árvarkr´s hooves ! Swift-footed hurries
The stallion of Sunna, herald of dawn,
Drawing the Splendorous One in Her chariot,
Sight most beloved in Midgard to men.

Fast wheels Her wain, faster run wights
Home to their barrow and hide from the blaze;
Shadows flee hastily, crouch under boulders;
Soon the sky brightens at Sunna´s fair smile.

Earth wakes to life, stirring in wonder,
Sleep-fetters loosen; flung is the froth
Of Alsviðr´s muzzle as dew on the meadows;
Eyes and doors open, flowers unfold.

Gladly now hail the hearts of all humans
The glorious Goddess in fiery guise;
Her golden rays caressing the faces
As warm as Her laughter filling the sky

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