Raven Spirit
Raven Spirit
Born unto this life,
Winter turned into Spring,
as morning sun
grasped at melted
window panes in
my young eyes.
Venturing out
into the brisk fresh
colorful display
of nature’s floral
mosaic, I inhaled
the fresh breath of
new air.
The early snow-capped
mountains shone
through the clouds, as
the Raven cried out
of his nest, and gave
my spirit a name.
I drearily walked
Into a dream,
A wicker chair
where upon I sat
beside a stream.
To wrestle with wait,
as to make
strong anxiety abate.
Then a glorious light
took over me,
and led my staff.
Fear thus my dream,
brought me along
such a path.
For within a state,
whereas to
ponder my fate,
when a Raven
came to stand aloft,
atop a
wrought iron
gate.
With deepest glare
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poem by John Calvin Cochrane
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