What might it be to see the rites of passage for a Viking daring to reach west not east and in so doing changes perceptions of possibility?
Rites of Passage by Michael Doyle As odd as it may seem You have long been in my dreams I have always dreamed of you Though I should not confess this as true Seldom have I been satisfied With the flavors of life that I have tried It is said that for knowledge Beyond the doorframe's familiar edge That Odin himself gave his eye I would give more and will or I will die Seeking my quest beyond and toward the West Mine is yet seen but the truest test A man is born for the fight To guard his family and keep things right As true as the Northern Lights These moments are precious in my sight Are dragon ships just dead things Or mistresses of all that the sea brings There is no worry to be had Though the depths might make us sad (c) May 19, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
