As the Viking ship buoyed up across calm seas
An albatross ,huge and white, hovered along the dock
On the vigil , a Shieldmaiden, young and fierce
Searched for hidden dangers, round the clock
Through years she had been the strongest on board
With strength unmatched and secrets untold
then once she sipped in a whiskey but not too much
for she had a ship to guard and a reputation to hold
Alas, hung-over, she slept and dreamt of land
and by dawn the ship was lost into uncharted waters
Ringing loud alarms she sounded war cries
To steer her ship back ,into safe borders
Fearing destruction by cyclone or a pirate ship
which reminded her of fateful past & gory imagery
but a bigger question that still remained afloat
was: “will her soul, again, be saved by Valkyrie?”