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Posted: May 16th. 2005 9:17:20 PM
The Raven Woman Said
by Raven Knight Magick
Age Group: Adult
The story I'm about to tell
May seem fanciful to some.
Some may say "It was just a dream, "
Or a sign of ill mind to come.
But the story is a truthful one,
It happened, it's no lie,
For the bond I hold with the Raven Woman
Is a link time can't untie.
Lying in my bed, that dark
And fateful night,
I was startled to see a woman there,
It gave me quite a fright.
"Do not be afraid of me, my child, "
Her voice intoned in my mind.
"For I am here to help you,
Not to be unkind."
Though we had not met,
Something about her was familiar.
"Your heart tells you true, my boy,
For we are not dissimilar."
I looked at her mouth,
And saw it did not move,
"We have met many times before.
Many lives you've lived, it's true.
"You have seen me in your dreams,
Your dreams of you in flight.
You take the form of a bird,
The Raven, in the night."
I heard her now, in my dreams
Calling out my name,
As I flew high above the land.
Her voice was just the same.
Then she took my hand in hers.
It was white and thin and strong.
"I am here to watch over you,
For what's happened to you is wrong.
"The terrors you have suffered
All throughout the day
Will not harm you at night,
For 'Away with them.' I say."
The woman standing at my bed
Sat down on it with me.
I got a good look at her.
This is what I did see.
Her form was slender,
As the tender, young birch tree.
Her hair was so dark,
Only it's shadow I could see.
Her skin was pale
And it seemed that it did shine
Against her cloak lined in purple,
With black feathers, full and fine.
A bird sat on her shoulder
Large, shiny and black.
I looked at it for a time,
And it looked at me right back.
"I am known by many names
By people round the Earth.
I am feared by some,
But many others feel my worth.
"Many myths about me
Have traveled down in time.
Some of them untruthful,
Some of them sublime.
"I am known as a protector
Of those who call my name.
Though you do not know it,
You called me, just the same."
My eyes looked upon her,
Shining eyes filled with pain.
For I had spent a lot of effort
To keep my young mind sane.
"Why are they doing this to me?
Why do they hurt me so?"
I asked this in my thoughts.
I could see the pain and anger in her grow.
"Many are the lessons each
Person must learn in life.
Often these are learned
Through pain, hardship, strife.
"This does not excuse
The things that they do,
For their own actions will reap
The rewards that are their due.
"Know that things happen for a reason.
No, this is not a retribution.
We do not always understand,
But there is always a solution.
"This is not bad Karma
For things that you have done.
For lessons are a way
On the path of reuniting with The One."
I began to cry then,
The dam had been broken.
"I am only seven years old, "
I would have said could I have spoken.
She heard me in my mind,
The thing that I would say.
"So young for such a lesson, it's true,
But you are strong, you will see some day."
She took me in her arms to comfort me,
As I shuddered and I cried.
Her embrace was warm and comforting.
By feathers my tears were dried.
She did not try to stop me
With words false and sweet,
But merely held me close,
And allowed me just to weep.
"Now is your time to rest,
Just lie back and get some sleep.
Don't worry about the night,
I'll watch over you, so slumber nice and deep."
I laid back and pulled up the covers.
While she sat at the foot of my bed
I drifted off to sleep that night
With her voice saying this in my head:
"I will be here all through the night.
Others will come to look over you.
Though some are fair and some are fierce,
They are here to protect you too."
For years my protectors
Watched over me in my bed.
As long as I needed them
And their strength in my stead.
Many years later, while reading for my Path,
I ran across a familiar face.
It was Morrighan,
With a raven in a wooded place.
By: James Edwin Benson
(Raven Knight Magick)
Author's Notes: This poem is written through memory of real events that happened in my life. I had three other Watchers: Kernunnos (The Horned One) , a troll and a fairy. They watched over me at different times for years, until the abuse ended. Over time, my mind dealt with the horrors of the abuse by repressing it for several years after it ended.
Morrighan said I would find my strength, but she also knew that it was my strength that called her to me. That took me years to realize. The strength that got me through five years of severe sexual, physical, mental and emotional abuse at the hand of groups of men time and again. Surviving the betrayal of an older cousin for his urges and that of his associates. Also, the abuse at the hands of my own father.
This poem seemed to write itself, flowing out of my mind like a waterfall onto the screen. I hope it brings strength and enjoyment to you.
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