Poem by Dag Máhtenjárga
Will you
follow the raven, where it flies
see the mountains touch the skies
hear the wolf, howl and cries
then, – feel the dagger in my eyes
are you audacious, do you dare
to stalk me down and meet me, here
– or do you tremble, do you fear
abeyant, way back, there?
motvind 