Raven's eye

All seeing eye on the dusk-settling shore

Perched soundless and sentry-like

Night black plumage against the dying sun

Hushed and knowing witness to that fiery god’s demise.

 

Ubiquitous bird…found in pies and the dead of night

One or thirteen…What does it matter?

There is strength in solitude and knowledge in numbers

How many are you?

 

Trickster and transformer

Bearing the celestial gifts to lighten our way

Prometheus in a rented tuxedo

Capriciously comical

This heaven’s clown.

 

Tears and laughter…the first smile at the foot of creation

Left behind in our assigned ascent

Primitive reminder of pure, playful passion

And relinquished pleasures for order’s sake.

 

Done