With feathers so astoundingly black, they penetrate the darkness
Reflecting the moonslight as they flutter soundlessly through the air
Alighting upon the ground before me as I sit in silence
Our eyes meet The Raven whispers...
The eyes, ever steady, ever strong, blink and continue their gaze upon me
I can only sit in awe of such a magnificent creature
Curiosity and wonderment spread across my face
I can see it reflected in the black obsidians so piercingly close
The Raven whispers...
As the silence is never ending, I begin to feel quite relaxed
At ease it seems in such a rare and awesome presence
my moves seem not to offend nor bother as I reach forth to touch those
soft wings of transportation so as to prove, perhaps, that the presence
is not a mirage or apparition created of my own mind
Ahh~..The reality, the rush of emotion at the moment I can truly feel the
smooth, cold, strong softness before me The Raven whispers....
AS if in defiance of the night and the silence, a sound breaks
~CAW~..~TsskTssk~
Shaking my head as if mesmerized, I again look to that
which sits before me and the words I do hear! Or rather
thoughts from one mind to the other, speaking loudly it
seems but without voice, ever steady do the eyes
penetrate to the very me The Raven whispers....
A completeness seems to envelop the two of us or perhaps a sense of
bonding, sharing our thoughts, mingling our lives with one another...
Without even stirring the dust at our feet As if plucked up by
another night wanderer The Raven alights to the sky as I watch it
swirling in smooth circular patterns towards the moon, I wonder if
our paths should ever cross again? In the distance...The Raven whispers...
And what perchance doth the Raven whisper? That is but for the Raven
and I Take heed For one day the Raven may whisper to you.......
Alisa Brooks
© Vampire Church