Morrigan
Do you dare to fly with the Morrigan,
to wear the raven´s feathers and hungry sharp beak?
Do you dare to paint your face bright red with blood
and dance yourself mad with ectasy?
Do you dare to look into the dead warrior´s faces
on the brutal battlefield?
Do you dare to look inside, behind, within, without?
I´m not sure I do.
© Ceriadwen 2008
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