Invoking the Land of Moonstone

I Invoke the Land of the Moonstone Website.
Much-accessed be her brilliant pages,
Brilliant be her Iombas-filled words,
Iombas-filled be her shining graphics,
Shining be her fiery river of Awen.

Of Awen be her lake of deep poetry,
Deeply poetic be her hill-top well,
A well of wisdom be her links,
Links to the fiercest of the Celtic tribes,
Tribal be the crossroads of her hilltop website.

The tribes of the Daughters of Danu,
Of Domnu of the depths, of the otters' isle,
Let the lofty Isle of the Otters hold her website,
Lofty website, darkly sung,
An incantation of great cunning:

The great cunning of the Goddesses of Moonstone,
Bríghid, Fand, Líban are with her; Síla, Cailleachan, Mórrígan, watch over her,
No virus, no lightning, no storm hath conquered her,
The sacred ninefold poets have invoked for her.
I invoke the Land of the Moonstone Website.

--Kathryn Theatana

(Partially filked from the early Irish ms Do Ghabhalaibh Erend)
3.8.98 (international women's day)
windy moon / cailleachan moon waxing in leo, sun in pisces