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Autumn Leaves

volume 6 number 7

A Morning Caw!
by Shyhawk

My friend of sleek blackness
calls from the pines across the way
Hoping to awaken me
at the start of this new day.

A silent indigo arrow
streaks across the gray
At my feet he lands
with the dawning of the day.

A chorus of friends can be heard
excitedly encouraging him on.
He cocks his head, and hops before me
as slowly night is gone.

Shadows of gray are now softly lit
by Sun's gentle glow
I and Raven both know—
from Him this new life will flow.

The Raven's pearl ebony eye looks once again deeply into mine
I am reminded of the gift of life he brought to all relations
Now pressing me on to greet this day
with reverent adulation!

The sky slowly turns from black to gray
and now to soft pink and blue
Thanks once again to my little friend
I am here to share it with you.

We all have burdens and troubles
the Raven is no different—Each day I pray to see
For West Nile may make me mourn—
taking him from me.

But Greed!—is the true distress
that ravages this land
A Cancer !!!!!!
Feeding on everything and destroying all it can.

This morning is a new birth
a fresh start for all
I thank Creator for another chance,
especially, to hear my favorite Caw!

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