Moon path lays before you in your dreams

Armour is too heavy on your shoulders

Standing on Drakkar gazing across the seas

Touching your sword, and recall

How you waded

Into the Northern Sea

Thor did help you to guide

The seastead without fear.

You never know how the tangle

Of Nornirs will unfurl

It may lay quietly, or issue coils

Smoke coils upon the sea