Ferðin byrjar hér
Located sixty-six degrees north
Surrounded by the Atlantic and Artic waters,
Lies a small and forgotten Ísland
Where Mother Nature unleashes her great forces.
We dive through the clouds
And see her wild plains laced with ice,
Mountains stand tall like elders of the land
Watching us with dangerously beautiful eyes.
She balance life and death effortlessly
Winds ferociously howl during daylight,
Her flesh blanketed in white
Stars and auroras radiate through the night.
Air pierces my bones and blood
I stand atop a cliff, weightless,
Water roars towards the earth
And I feel a strange sense of clarity, even in this chaos.
You helped me rediscover your power, Mother
With your I spent three short days and three long nights,
She left your skin cold but my heart warm
Giving the gift of your story from your elders and enchanting lights.
Ferðalagið mun halda áfram
 (The country that breaths)
 (The journey starts here)
 (The journey will continue)
Adelaide Haynes. CACW100