Viking Poem 7 of 10: Valhalla
2 min readApr 9, 2024
In realms beyond the frosted north,
Where Odin’s ravens take their flight,
A mighty hall, a warrior’s worth,
Valhalla bathed in endless light.
Valhalla’s gates, by ravens kept,
Where warriors fallen soundly slept.
No feather bed, no silken sheet,
But halls of gold where heroes meet.