Astrid Awaiting

Astrid Awaiting

 

Astrid awaits upon a cold, rocky shore;

A mysterious Viking princess of northern lore.

Long ribbons of hair so pale;

Dance violently upon an icy gale.

What Astrid waits for, none can say;

She sings to the moon on a wolf’s bay.

Could it be a lover she waits for both day & night?

A brave explorer that has sailed from her sight?

A handsome young Norseman with a sword at his hip?

Did he leave her heart broken with only a kiss on her lip?

Astrid’s silhouette is a cut out against the moon;

Waves crash upon the rocks as she dances to a silent tune.

A Northern wind scours the land;

Looking out over the dark, angry sea she awaits upon the sand.