Eir. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

Patroness of women.
You are a symbol of hope and inspiration.
Your dedication in helping
those in need embodies the essence of
compassion and well-being.

You are the guardian of health,
healing and medicine.
You emerge as a beacon of solace,
amidst times of affliction,
tending to the wounds of the injured and sick.

In the labyrinthian tapestry of divine beings,
you safe-guard the welfare of humanity.
Oh Goddess of great healing,
emerge from the sacred hill of Lyfjaberg
and help us in our hour of need.

Handmaiden of Mengloth,
who tended to King Eirikr Bloodaxe,
on the battlefield.
Kind-hearted Goddess bestow your gifts of a sound body and peaceful mind
to those who need comfort.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .20241223.