Dark-Adapted Eyes

Thought and Memory, we are both one and two.

Saturday, February 25, 2006

Ravens 009

my wings will bear us
lightly through the years
into the highest
where the sunlight sears

where oxygen fails
stars are spheres of light
we will touch the face
we fought the good fight

we helped the humans
brought to deserts streams
he will repay us
with the stuff of dreams

with no doubt or fear
should he cast us back
we will be happy
together in black


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