BlueFaedou

" Hail to the Warrior Woman on the equinox morning, white-armored, choosing the slain by her own glorious criteria, harbor to the defenders of beauty. O Freya who rides with Valkyries, give me strength to defend all that I love for I am dull and frightened with years of defeat and I have forgotten the mystery of shield mates in love.” - Poem by by Gudrun of Mimirsbrunn- She who wears the falcon cloak and the necklace Brisingamen, she whose tears are drops of amber and spring up as snowdrops, she who inspires love in all hearts! All hail the Lady of Love, the Vanadis!

The Courtesan ------ White satin sheets, When morning comes,   She awakes with strangers And bid them farewell, Whilst by night she invites them to bed, Though she has not found true Love, She denies it to herself, She is bound to give her flesh, Bound to love Love but not to Fall in Love… Maiden with red hair, eyes like a spring forest, Some say, she is a witch, because of pleasures she bestows upon men, Men falling for her, longing for her caress, Angry not to understand, which power comes from such small hands… Angry not to understand, how she can withstand Guilt or shame with such Grace… She is free a

                                                                                                                       My Poem for Loreena McKennitt  ------ Loreena ----- I saw a Fairy once, Golden hair shining bright, Eyes blue sparkling lake, Under the summer sky, Her voice enchanted mankind, As she spreads her wings, To touch my heart, Healing the depth of my Darkness, The depth of my Soul, She made me cry, Her words were pure, Enlighten by Divine, She sang Its Splendour Porcelain hands, Running on the harp, Delicate Rose, Her Voice, Like Crystal Was the Only Beauty, That made Angels sighs.&#82