Seidr...

A light dance, swaying and weaving about…
Gives rise to warm feelings of life…
Then cease…slowly sense the feet meshed to ground…
A bubbling from below, the fiery orb…

A stream, a pulse…liquid crimson rising…
Spiraling about the body…the legs begin swaying…
Tremors in the belly, shaking in the legs…
The body sways like the trees…

Then ricocheting…the energy takes hold…
The body jerks and spasms…the feet lose grip…
Tossed about like a cork in a storm…
Warmth and fire burn from within…

Loose now, the serpent coils…
As the coils tighten, the body shakes more…
Releasing tension, sadness, thorns…
Giving strength and serenity…peace…

Then the storm abates…falling to the knees…
Slight tremors, like a morning sprinkle…
Beginning to understand, to invoke these powers…
I invoke the afterglow…