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Waves, Stars, Home

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The same waves that pulled you below to the whale’s-land
Rolled you like a lover and tossed you back empty
Drive our ship homewards along the broad sail-road
To mountains and mead-halls and furs--cold and empty

The same stars that led you along the dark bird’s-road
To home everlasting beneath freezing waters
Guide our ship onwards away from your grave-heap
Where smoke rises upwards, dreams scattered too early

And if I’m no mouse-heart, to flee from a challenge
I’ll follow the low road wherever it leads me
And brave any dangers to find your bright bird-soul
And lay down beside you, or carry you home