I pray to you:
My friends are many,
And my enemies few–
With callous hearts–
I beseech you
A raven’s eye soaring above the battlefield,
For your strength,
Sword stained true in the blood of conflict,
I ask for your blessings
On my endeavors,
On the endeavors of my sisters,
On the endeavors of my brothers,
On the endeavors of any who would be an ally.
Help us to hone the edge of our rage,
To draw from the wells of our tears,
To build upon the earth-deep connections between us all.
May we achieve victory,
And reign with compassion,
Unstained by hate,
As you would.
Goddess Morrigan, bless us,