Victoria Udnæs Poems

Angels are around us
every day, and every night
and you can hear their whisper
if you are in your delight.
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With roots of old, an ancient stem
I, in a dream once saw this gem:
This mighty tree that stretched to air,
and looked so strong and very rare.
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A traveler wandered far and wide,
searching after shells of gold on the seaside,
when came a big and glowing tide,
see: it arrived with a mysterious guide.
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When silent nights
creep over fields
and snow with frost
are coldest shields
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The Lioness` head is tamed.
Now the games may continue in claimed
territory, the one savage story
about helmets of gold and earned glory.
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My breath is quite intense and raw, I shout, I scream; Alèe!
This was not how it was supposed to go, my Dear Alèe!
Oh God, what dreadful, vile disaster!
My one and Only; Dearest Master!
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In seventh hour, waters scour
metals scream in great devour
rusty trinkets, sugared links: sits
well with people at Precinct
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It glimmered as I saw it,
this light and cryptic wave:
a sacred space of crystals
I found inside a cave.
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While secret angels watch my steps
I walk inside a maze at night
I`ve heard about an ancient myth
excitement grows, so I turn right
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The souls, they are an energy
and all come from the One
this lovely, greatest mystery
of all that has been done.
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