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“Lady In Black" by Uriah Heep.1971. Uriah Heep releases their album
"Salisbury". The year before I join the Army.
It is the fourth track of the Album.
A philosophical examination that informs us that war cannot be overcome by war itself.
My Painting of "Lady in Black", which I painted after I came out of the Army. 34 years before I found my own Lady in Black.
That is me, seated at the base of the tree.
Donna Darkwolf was just 9 years old when this song was released.
She eventually became a Wiccan Arch-priestess - and a 'Lady in Black'.
(I got the nose right!)
She came to me one morning
One lonely Sunday morning
Her long hair flowing in the mid-winter wind
I know not how she found me
For in darkness I was walking
And destruction lay around me
From a fight I could not win
She asked me name my foe then
I said the need within some men
To fight and kill their brothers
without thought of love or God
And I begged her give me horses to
Trample down my enemies
So eager was my passion
To devour this waste of life
But She would not think of battle that
That reduces men to animals
Dying in the dark
So easy to begin and yet impossible to end
For she the mother of all men
Had councelled me so wisely then
I feared to walk alone again
And asked if she would stay
Artist: Uriah Heep
Arch Priestess, Donna Darkwolf
Oh, lady, lend your hand, I cried
Oh, let me rest here at your side
Have faith and trust in me, she said, and filled my heart with life
There is no strength in numbers
Have no such misconceptions
But when you need me
Be assured I won't be far away
Thus having spoke she turned away
And though I found no words to say
I stood and watched until I saw her black cloak disappear
My labor is no easier
But now I know I'm not alone
I find new heart each time I think upon that windy day
And when one day she comes to you
Drink deeply from her words so wise
Take courage from her as your prize
And say hello for me
Artist: Uriah Heep
I rendered this illustration in 1976, 42 years before I found Donna
the Valkyrie who will fetch ME in the morning!
The Valkyrie is, in the oldest strata of belief, a corpse goddess, represented
by the carrion-eating raven.
The name in Old Norse, "Valkyrja", means literally, "chooser of the slain."
The Valkyrie is related to the Celtic warrior-goddess, "Morrigan", who likewise may assume the form of the raven.
She rides out upon the battle-field of the dead and dying, and from them . . .
Selects those few
Those few who shall live in Valhalla
And not forgotten. The rest . . .?
Well. While you wonder about their fate - consider your own, whilst . . .
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