Skál! (A Toast!) Poem by Heini Djurhuus
Skál! (A Toast!)
We are men of logic, but our logic is flawed
We are hard as ice, but we thaw
No brains and even less brawn
Toil all day to the coming of dawn
In the gray mountains, where the north wind blows
In the cold fjords, where our spirits burn low
Our minds are dull and our wits are dim
But take heart men! We have tonic and gin!
Skál! For liberty, dear brothers and friends!
Skál! For our sisters and all our fellowmen!
Skál! For kinsfolk and for all enemies!
Skál! For she, for he and thee!
Skál! For the death of hatred and spite!
Skál! For the death of winter and night
Fear not tomorrow nor the morning after!
All of our sorrows are slayed, by the sword of love and laughter!
Skál! For the death of hatred and spite! Skál! For the death of winter and night Fear not tomorrow nor the morning after! - - the sword of love.......... beautiful a spiritual poem giving power to those who are dejected....... than k u for this great poem. tony
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7/27/2025 6:58:29 AM # 1.0.0
If logic is flawed this provokes thought. But man wants to accept everything as per logical concept. A poem with hope is a poem with mind's joy. An amazing sharing is done here.10