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Sleipnir
Death-Traveler
Sleipnir the Mighty neighs at snowy gates of cloud,
He stands gleaming in Asgard the proud;
Dream-swift Sleipnir gallops the ringing spark,
Odin Silver-Cloak tends the death fires in the dark.
Horns of the Otherworld sound thin calls of pain,
Chill thresholds open before Sleipnir Silver-mane;
Tall stone towers of grim deathworlds glow,
Seers watch from cold-branching shadow.
Men in battle triumph give their life-gold,
Men are waiting at the hungry, misty threshold;
Warriors groan as Odin Death-watcher calls,
Noble Sleipnir is welcome in shining skull-halls.
Best of horses, gallop the silver Moon-way,
Star maidens set torches against the death-gray;
Sleipnir carries the slain on broad glowing back,
He gallops the fens of the dead moaning foul and black.
To hall of shining skulls he carries the howling ghost,
To pale-dressed Valkyrie lifting the mead horn’s toast;
Sleipnir Cloud-traveler, leap thresholds and pass,
Seers praise you, silver Thunderer in the grass.
© Cameron La Follette
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