Raven

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Raven

 

The raven’s dense music

rings

 

like stones

when it falls

 

as quorks 

and gurwallups

 

that leave widening ripples 

in the blue sky sea

 

and mark with cairns 

the path you have chosen

 

as if to show you, love, 

that the way out starts 

at the way in

 

and asks you to stop 

looking

 

for what always comes

next

 

as the stone 

you hold now

 

grows warm 

in your hand.

2 thoughts on “Raven

  1. For reasons you know, I adore this poem. Thanks for writing so powerfully about a being and a subject so close to my heart.

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