The Bridge Of Souls Poem by Sharon L. Petek

Of its three colors, the middle is red.
Being Fire, it consumes any unwary soul,
Daring to venture to Valhalla.

Man called it a Rainbow;
This alchemical, sun-gold,
Moonsilvered passage, that

Connected Odin's Soul
From Earth's plane,
Into Eternal Life.

Dancing around the Wheel,
Surrendering to the rhythm;
The Spirit-Keepers, as Above, so Below.

Lead The People,
In Ceremonial Circles of Continuity,
Towards the Sacred Space

Of Waken-Tanka
Through The Path of Souls,
Over the Rainbow Bridge.