Reeling through the throes of an opened mind, untethered by the rocks and stones thrown onto the ships of the Viking fleet of the princesses' family and the guilt I felt as she threw herself on those same rocks after she was sworn to my care..

I seek a new day, unencumbered and thriving with the life of long lost potential and opportunity abandoned.

Yeah, though I walk through the valley, my eyes are on the peaks, and I have no fear, for my soul has been delivered unto the divine which is not mine and can have no seat in physical, cept the heart. Pass bravely through the days of the valley, for the pass through the mountains is nigh, and on it another side of bountiful life and the light of the fulfilling heart. For it is in the heart that we shall find life, not the mind.