Odin, on your day I feel your presence. I feel your love, gratitude, and warrior spirit, the God that is in my life, protecting me and granting me victory if battle arises against my enemy's. The God that gives the gift of poetry. The Father of the Gods, The father of his Children of the Germanic Race. The one we call to for victory in life and battle, in exchange for our souls he claims into Valhalla to fight beside the Gods in Ragnarok. The God that hung on the tree for 9 days to get knowledge of the runes. You sacrificed yourself unto yourself to get wisdom of everything. That sacrifice was not in vain, father for it was passed down generation to generation to your children.