Turning quickly in a heart's fluttered beat,
Images frighten waves of consciousness.
Anger torments reason's stoic nature.
A killer's eye comes to its prey and rests.
Brighid's flames brandish weapons of fury,
Fire raging unchecked through a raped soul.
Destruction pours from mortal bloodstained hands
Until the night sky trembles and grows cold.
The Morrighan appears above the battle,
Resolve resounding in the raven's eye.
The Gatherer walks swift across the field
Carrying home souls not yet meant to die.
Forgotten queens still grace the winds of time,
Keeping their spirits safe in heart and mind.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
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