when i gaze into your eyes, my own wander to the spark behind them.

risen from chains and ashes, i see the pain from within. 

but moreso i see love deeper than any ocean,

compassion burning hotter than embers,

and intelligence beyond compare.

i adore your beauty, and in turn, your chaos and strength. 

i am thankful for your breaking of my inhibition, for i will not grow without facing my demons.

hail loki, in this moment and forevermore. 

i love you so

Lie-smith, your sharp words like daggers,
Cutting through illusions to the bone
And revealing the reality we refuse to see,
Teach me your clarity.

Silver-tongue, whispering carefully veiled truths,
Sowing shrouded mystery in your wake,
And leading only the clever onward,
Teach me your secrecy.

Gift-Bringer, recognizing all the overlooked,

Giving rightly earned reward where it’s due,

And in turn, blame as well,

Teach me your justice.

Scar-lip, ending silence in the face of injustice,

Grinning down at the outcasts

And rallying your voice with theirs,
Teach me your anger.

Pain-holder, accepting your punishment,

Embracing the consequences of your deeds,

And taking the fall of those who are weaker,
Teach me your resilience.

World-breaker, harbinger of chaos,

Spitting fire upon the stagnant

And carving the spear of change,

Teach me your courage.

Cruel-striker, slanderer of the gods,

Burning the inefficient and stale,
Revealing potential in the ashes,
Teach me your insight.

Sly-walker, throwing your mischievous grin about

And casting laughter into the darkness

Where before there was only despair,

Teach me your joy.

Shape-changer, manipulator of all walks of life,

Confidently adapting to every situation,

Commanding the strength of any form,

Teach me your cunning.

Hearth-fire, warmth of my heart,
Your arms a sanctuary where none is found
Light and life of the home I can always return to,

Teach me your nurturing.

Sky-treader, ever true to your wild heart,

Letting none even try to contain your spirit

As free as the sky itself,

Teach me your passion.

Hail Loki,
And thank you, my God
For everything you bring to my life.
I love you so.

Make a fool of me;

Reveal what I refuse to see.

Open my heart and please

Set me free.

Loki is a loving god.

Loki believes in his followers.

Loki teaches lessons in humility and patience and knowing when to leave well enough alone.

Loki is sexy.

Loki is fluid - gender, sexual, you name it.

Loki doesn’t care if you don’t worship him with formality.

But he does expect you to worship him, however that looks for you.

Loki generally finds humans hilarious. He truly enjoys interacting with us.

Loki is more than a trickster, he’s got a wicked sense of humor.

Bound Loki isn’t something that’s shared with me very often. Apparently, that’s not a lesson I need right now.

Loki has dark blond hair and dark blue eyes.

Angry Loki is scary stuff.

Loki is fairly patient, but he expects you to learn the lesson.

Loki talks to other gods about his followers.

Loki doesn’t seem to mind if you believe in or worship other gods.

Except he asked that I work only with him.

Loki talks. A lot.

Loki is responsive.

There’s a definite feeling when he’s busy with other things. Sort of like his back is turned or something. He’s in the room, just paying attention to another conversation.

Hail you silver-tongue, bringer of gifts and change.

Hail you blood Æsir.

Please look kindly upon me.

Teach me a lesson that will make me stronger,

But not broken.

Change my heart with your wit to withstand time.

Teach me to break chains and fears as you have done.

God of wild fire, let my small candle flame burn ever bright in your honor.

For those special gods in your life.