Poetry

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Dark Moon rising
Light is dying
Change is coming
Shadows rise
As the dark Queen draws nigh

Dark Moon rising
I welcome Her
The terrible yet wonderful Crone
The darkness some fear
I now embrace

Dark Moon rising
I can feel Her energy drawing
Drawing me in drawing me close
I am Her daughter
I have nothing to fear
Silencing my heart
To listen to Her heart

Dark Moon rising
Powerful magick all around
Soon be time
To draw the power down
Enter her darkness
Enter Her death
Be transformed,
Healed and set free
Dark Moon rising



By MottighanRavenMoon)0(


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  Tis the night when all is hush

To think deeply of what you want to change

Tis the time to follow the catapillar into her dark place

Into the tomb that becomes the womb

Were too one way of living she dies

To be reborn into a new way of living

Tis the night to get into that secret place

To face your shadow and your demons

To face your fears and conguer them

To face yourself as you are

Naked without the facades

Tis the night to embrace the Crone

To enter Her dark cauldron of initiation

To rise when the silvery light appears

Then rise into a new birth

Never looking back

 

by Morrighan)0(

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  I come and go as I please

I have no need for designer altars

For my altar is Earth

I have no need for an expencive sword

For by my finger I channel and command

I have no need for fancy robes

For I am clothed in sacred skin

My magick is within

My heart is my cauldron

My medicine is nature

The moon is my light

The night is my time

My offering is myself

A living offering

With my own blood I consecrate my space

I embrace the evening midst

I celebrate my Mother's face

As again She is seen in the midst of darkness

My dwelling is between worlds

I come and go as I please

I have no need for designer altars

For my altar is Earth

I have no need for an expencive sword

For by my finger I channel and command

I have no need for fancy robes

For I am clothed in sacred skin

My magick is withinMy heart is my cauldron

My medicine is nature

The moon is my lightThe night is my time

My offering is myself

A living offering

With my own blood I consecrate my space

I embrace the evening midst

I celebrate my Mother's face

As again She is seen in the midst of darkness

Her light is radiant when She smiles

Her face brightens the night

Her light guides the way in the darkness

She ages,

Her light slips

She clothes Herself in Shadow

So no eye can seeFor She is life

Yet She is death

She is beautyShe is fear

My eyes watch

They watch the dance of enchantement

How alluring Her light

Then She withdraws

Like a dance

My soul has been romanced

I have been enchanted by the Moon

Unless otherwise noted all poems belong to Morrighan)0(

“I am the Shadow you fearI am the silence you dreadI am the dark unknownand mysteries untoldI am three but I am OneMy voice is heard in the caws of the ravenI am Magick, I am Power. I am a ShapeshifterIam Justice severe, and love that does not coddleI am the ultimate feminine clothed in the nightI am a liberator for women, the abused and downtroddenI am a Nightmare to those with evil intentI am Morrighan The Great Phantom Queen
Hear now my call you who are my daughters, who serve as my Priestess, when the Moon is veiled in the Night, then come to soem solitary place , I dare you to look at yourself look wihtin for there you find the secret of the mystery there you will find Me
Fpr there ye shall show you are truly freeIn nakedness shall ye dance , in reverance shall ye show thy silence, in truth shall ye face the demons and shadows that abide in your secret place
Divine for insights at this time, come within my darkned veil I will show you mysteries secres of magick and My ways For I am the Night,Winter, and Death that brings new birth to all that is”

I am the labrinth that all must enter As the moon dances and moves through its cycle
The spiral dance from one cycle to another
So each of you must learn the dance
To flow and move
And thus discover your path in this life and the next
I am the darkened tomb of death
Yet I am the sacred womb of rebirth
When the moon is born a new
Look for something new
When she waxes to full
Your hearts desire fully seek
As the light begin to fade
You know it is time to journey within
As Inanna time for your own descent
When the moon has hid Her face
It is time for initiation
Into your own mysteries
Be transformed and thereby reborn..

2010 Morrighan