Thursday, March 19, 2009

Raven Song

Sitting beside my dying friend

heart filled with sadness,

I watched a raven fly in

and land atop the nearest tree.

Wings partially outspread 

he sang.

He sang a chortle song

and sang some more.

Then, having honored a dying foe,

he flew away. 

1 comment:

Kerin said...

Wow that's beautiful. I can just picture that scene unfolding.