Dance of the Raven
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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".
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