White Raven

Lost to the heavens
leaves a tear on my soul

Darkness alludes me
I am a white raven
flying alone
no more are stones
thrown

Eyes of a fiercely carved
star

watching

awaiting your return
in the wake of memories
I’ll float above
my wings the shade
of a dove’s

My breathing grows heavy
as the sands in the desert shift

Soaring though this
poisonous storm wind
calling you in my dream

Escaping a trap that was
set
by the wizards
who sought control
of the night

White Raven

Michelle Morine

Chaska, United States

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