Torvaldr Torgarson's Poetry


 Loss
AS XXXVII
1/17/03

The wings are sad on sail
steed that brings the news to
western kin, who weep as
one to feel the keen loss.
Sail birds ride the swiftest
streams and rise to greet the
breath of Njord that bears the
boldest spirit upward.

This was written during a short period when a number of people in the Kingdom passed away.




 





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