I wrote this poem when I knew that by the weeks end, I had good chance I would no longer be alive. THough I did survie, I am glad I wrote it and more thankful that I lived so I may share it, with you all now, for it is still as true now as it is when I wrote it

If this was the last thing

Within the Halls of Asgard I hear them call my name

Yet do they call for me, to come, or to go away ?

Three paths lay before me which one shall be mine ?

Upon One I shall　find myself looking upon Heimdall's Face, I wonder now shall I be given grace　to pass,through the gates and onward　to travel upon the rainbow bridge Bifrost.　

Upon another　 I shall find　myself awaken benath the canpoy of the tree and once more to walk upon the paths of Midgard　knowing I will be　called once more　another time, another day, another year.

Upon another I shall find myself　traveling through the gates　and look upon　Mordgud's face　as she ushers me upon　my 　journey to　Utgard.

I wished to know　when Thors day comes to pass　of the three paths, which path shall I take ?

To the three I did seek and did call their names. 　I asked of what　will come to pass and what ought to be when Thors day comes　.

They spoke to me as one and spoke to me　as three.　 I listened most carefully for what they had to impart. Yet all they would impart to me　was　

" Except this day what we say take comfort in our words for　your　fate is　 already set　all has been decided though we know we shall nay say what will be will be. Except our gift and be upon your way"

So my destiny and my fate now awaits for me and come　 the end 　of Thors Day I shall know what they meant.

If this　was the last thing I was ever to know, then this I share with those who care, and may wish to know.

My time　is as it should have been and no regreats do I see. For　 good for bad through sun and rain all have made the paths of　Midgard　a wonderful　 time for me.

If this was the last thing I am ever to impart then listen well for I can not tell if I shall have chance to say agin.

They that say the messure of a man is by his greatness would not see me.　For nothing great have I been, nor did I ever become. Yet greatness is　the smallest thing compared to those who find this one thing. For I know I have been most blessed to find what I have,　To hold it within where none but one can see it true wealth. It has made me　 far richer than many though my pockets be bare, and it has given　me more than most shall ever know.　Though I have nothing by the counters of　wealth shall　ever be able to share, without care or sorrow upon their brow. Tis a simple thing　 some may say, Yet I wonder if they ever knew what　It is and to have 　knowen and felt without a doubet the greatest thing any could ever wish to find or to have. The greatest thing　all seek and wish to know.

　True love, that dos not falter　in the storms of life nor does it　fade over time.

If I have had nothing else in my time Then this I know I have been blessed to have　had to have knowen.

Now time has come when I must walk upon this path alone, though I take with me all the love I have ever knowen. For now where I go　it shall be my guiding　light, my warmth and comfort when and because of it I shall not feel alone.

　Another verse I hear you ask well let us wait and see how that verse shall come to pass.

 Heimdallis the gardain of the rainbow bridge that leads to the 12 halls of the Nordic gods what we call hevean.

Midgard meanning Middle earth ( made famouis by JR tolken) which is the plain of mortal men

Mordgud the godess and gradin at the gates tot he  underworld. which is not the equvlent of hell as NOrdic tradation of this stage of afterlife differes from modren christain belif.

the three I did seek

the Norjns the threee aspects  of fate.