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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In Asgard, kingdom of the mighty God Odin A place awaits all battle fallen warrior heroes It's in Valhalla where there is endless feasting And an ending of all griefs and sorrows The Valkyries, Odin's warrior daughters Carry the fallen heroes from the battlefield To Valhalla to join other fallen warriors Where they are restored to life fully healed Each day the warriors fight on Asgard's plain Their battle skills to sharpen and maintain Every evening wounds and injuries they sustain Are healed and each warrior made whole again They dine on liquor and fresh cooked meat That is always in great abundance for all Providing a delicious gourmet treat At Odin's banquet in Valhalla's dining hall July 18, 2014 Addition: Here is the poem which aroused my childhood interest in the Vikings, and to which I referred in my reply to Shadow. I would like to share it with others. It is "The Sea King's Burial" by Charles Mackay. It recalls the days when a Viking chief died and his body was placed in a boat. The vessel with full sail set and a fire lighted, was then sent drifting out to sea. It is a long poem so I am only quoting the first and last verses: My strength is failing fast (Said the sea-king to his men). I shall never sail the seas Like a conqueror again, But while yet a drop remains Of the life-blood in my veins Raise, oh, raise me from my bed, Put the crown upon my head, Put my good sword in my hand, And so lead me to the strand, Where my ship at anchor rides Steadily; If I cannot end my life In the crimsoned battle-strife Let me die as I have lived, On the sea. ....................................... Once alone a cry arose, Half of anguish, half of pride, As he sprang upon his feet, With the flames on every side. "I am coming! " said the king, Where the swords and bucklers ring, Where the warrior lives again, Where the souls of mighty men And the weary find repose, And the red wine ever flows, I am coming, great -All-Father, Unto thee! Unto Odin, unto Thor, And the strong, true hearts of yore: I am coming to Valhalla O'er the sea." http://www.rampantscotland.com/poetry/blpoems_seaking.htm
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