Dance of the Raven

~~~ Black was the cloak The Raven wore, In fine feathers to feet As with night There was more. Charmed intervention Initiated by he, With profound gesture The bird did enlighten me. Though Raven spoke often Many words to the wise, 'Twas his feet told this story To my wide open eyes. Wings letting down Contact with earth, Then up again In a dance of mirth! Astute of the Raven To communicate this way, For this is my style As I walk every day. The message was clear And ever so dear, "Glad to see you" Danced he, "That is why we are here". ~~~