A poem for Epona...
Epona, Sacred Goddess, You ride upon a Great and Mythical Mare, righteously defending everything Equestrian while the Wind streaks fiercely through Your hair, Horse, Pony and Donkey, they are all safely within Your Gentle Care. You rode all the way through the days of the Celts and lived on for centuries in Rome, here ages after, all the Earth is a pasture for Your Blessed Kindred to blissfully call Their home, and now You happily sit upon a Bale of Hay for Your throne. Great and Powerful Goddess, were You there on that night when Sybil Ludington made her fearless ride? With no need to cower, a young farmgirl showed true Horsepower and displayed what boundless strength lay inside, in this life or the next, whatever should come, may the spirits of Your Divine Horses always and forever preside.
Submitted February 11, 2017 at 08:00PM by WitchWayToPleroma
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