Waiting for the Valkyries

The warrior lays upon the field of battle,

his life slipping away.

As the world dims and his day ebbs,

he hopes toes the Valkyrie.


He prays to the All-Father.

Odin is wise.

Odin is just.

The warrior prays to see the Valkyrie.


To live free.

To be brave.

To die in the field, the earth no grave.

These were his wants.

Now, at the close of day,

he prays it was not in vain.


For worse than death are the realms of Helheim.

If Odin is wise,

if Odin is just,

he will see the Valkyrie.


As the last light dies,

the air begins to shift,

the sound of wings are on the wind.


Ravens or winged warrior maidens,

he cannot see,

Still, he prays to see the Valkyrie.

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