Hail, guardians of the watchtowers of the east! Powers of air, we invoke and call you. Odin, you love the dawn. Star-seeker, whirlwind, rising sun, come. By the air that is her breath, send forth your light. Here and now. Hail, guardians of the watchtowers of the south! Powers of fire, we invoke and call you. Red light of the noon heat, flaming one summer's warm spark of light, come. By the fire that is her spirit, send forth your flame. Here and now.