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