Magical, flying wonder, As you hop upon the ground, You're dancing. You're not eerie But wise. What's your message? Speak to me. Shadows lie, And I need the truth. Tell me what you know. Dark beauty you own, And how I wish it were mine. My translator of fate, The mysterious is delirious. Say it now, My raven love, I'm listening. "Only the soul at the gate Finds the way in." © 2020 Loly Rinn Photo by Peter Lloyd on Unsplash
Raven
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