Norwegian sayings, strong and true,
Taught me how to see my life through.
The wind's harsh bite, the sea's deep roar,
Wisdom gleaned from my Homeland's shore.
'Prepare your boat for any storm', They'd say, to keep me safe and warm.
'A simple life, a heart so kind, '
Is treasure you are sure to find.
These ancient words, a steady guide,
My strength, my comfort, deep inside.
From rocky fields to oceans wide,
My simple poetry's born inside.
A man of snow, a youthful start,
Before the beard, a working heart.
No gentle cradle, soft and deep,
But lessons learned while others sleep.
My schoolroom old, a mountain high,
Where wisdom whispered in the sky.
From weathered words, a sturdy frame,
Norwegian proverbs, burn like flame.
'Prepare the sail, before the storm, '
A whispered truth, to keep me warm.
'Better a loaf, than gilded bread, '
Simple joys, on which I'm fed.
The fjords they carved my stubborn will,
The sea it taught me how
to still
The raging thoughts, the selfish pride,
In nature's truth, I stand inside.
My words are born of wind and stone,
Of honest sweat, and harvest sown.
From proverbs old, my spirit springs,
A man of earth, that's what it brings.
T.M.Solvang
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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