The desert sun and the ravens
Time silently
pass by
whispering
the pain in my heart
words of tenderness
sounds of love
sounds of abandonment
where the ravens
proclaim
the lost innocence
time silently
pass by
as a reminder
of the days
of our lifes
when you and I
danced together
with the wolfs...
Now everything
is lost in the
Bermuda Triangle. ...
where the ravens
proclaim
the lost innocence
time silently
pass by
whispering
the pain in my heart
My beloved one
is lost in the
Bermuda Triangle. ...
I feed the ravens and
the flowers are arrayed
so beautifully
What is the pursuit of
my heart?
The desert sun
lights up my path
while the ravens
sing and dance
round and round,
croaking softly
from deep within
their throats
hear ye! hear ye!
heavens above
my laughter and cry
the raven is
Soaring through the sky
in graceful, rag-winged flight,
a messanger heralding
transformation and change.
she lands on my shoulder
and touches her beak
to my ear and neck
Let my heart just sing...
all night long...
while the ravens
proclaim the lost innocence
Poetry by night soul woman
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Written on 2006-07-26 at 12:05
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