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Walk the Path of Odin

On a Snow Full Moon
I walk the Path of Odin
Like an initiate I wear only a white robe

On a Snow Full Moon
I walk the Path of Odin
I am sacrificed


I walk through the city streets
followed by two attendants
two older Greek women in black

In my hands
I carry two red roses
they are frozen from the cold

But they lay dormant
in my hands

One rose is life
One rose is wisdom

The roses are the symbol of new life to come
in the Spring

I walked pass many people in a square
they are concordant off behind police barricades

Its the death of small child
Men remove her silver black coffin from a car

I refuse to look directly
But my inner knowing
said a small girl has died

I thought to add the two roses
to the funeral cortege
But I hold on to them

The small girl who died
is my own death
The death of my inner self-ego
the sacrifice of walking Odin's path

When I reach the end of the path
I am confronted by women and men
in apartment block

I share what little food I had with them
from my journey

I could feel the presence of a presence in the room
but no one spoke of it

But then something began to move inside of my body
Inside my right hand smaller objects started to move around
Impressions of words and symbols and images

And the words: ODIN IS ODIN

I ask a man did he know about Odin's spirit being here
He said that he protects us and
he ran away to report the news to a friend that I felt Odin 

Then I rubbed both of my hands together
and Odin's spirit moved around in both of my hands

I shouted out with joy
I shouted out in laughter
ODIN IS ODIN

Copyright © Mel Brake | Year Posted 2018

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