![]() The Ordeals of OdinA Poem by John Christiansson![]() To gain knowledge Odin stabbed himself with his own spear and hung himself on the tree Yggdrasil for nine days and nights.![]() The Ordeals of Odin (A PERSONAL PROSPECTIVE)
(Prelude) For nine long days, for nine long nights, I hung upon that cross, And no one came to give me bread Or mead to quench my thirst.
On the first day I hung there The Sun became the Moon Although I looked upon the wood, I could not read the runes.
On the second day Morrigan came And told me of the war, And how Cù Chulainn, tied to stone Died on that western shore.
On the third day I took my spear; But not to pierce my side. A vision of Mìmisbrunnr came And tears of blood I cried.
On the fourth day the temptress came And offered dreams of bliss; If I denied the olden ways With false words on my lips.
On the fifth day Nidhogg hissed; Laughed at all my pain, And said I was a fool to stay, There was nothing here to gain.
On the sixth day Bestla spoke With a voice inside my head: “Be not afraid your kindred’s’ near. Your sacrifice is stead”.
On the seventh day the ashen roots Of the Yggdrasil appeared Asgard, Jotunheim, Niflheim. I knew my time was near.
On the eight day Gagnrath came And we spoke just like old friends, Of times now past of times to come Of times we both would end.
On the ninth day the clouds dispersed And the runes rang out their rhyme. Then I could see what was to come; The glory and the dying.
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