Justpowelly

The sound of birds is beautiful to behold. Chimes from the sky, They fly above my thoughts, As my mInd opens to their calls. They fill the air, There, in the trees on high, Free without care, A wondrous, gentle sigh...

Why have you never thought of wondering in the winding valleys of the great green wood? Where birch and golden ash shimmer in the haze of the ethereal plane, air spiriting past on the light, a radiant twinkle touching leaves red-strewn. How you long to be in a place of peace, boundless and alive with the song of birds, a melody of joy between the branches reaching to you. The life of everything is there to feel, as the breeze kisses your cheeks and plays with the branches bright with leaves, berries jingling from high places. Streaming from above rays of sunlight reach down through the canopy, sun's embrace drifting calmly to warm the leafy g

Tha Raven, amid the chaos he is still. A black slash, he watches. The world is his. He soars on my chief's banner.

Your finger-whispers send my mind racing, As my mind lights up and my thoughts reach out, Touching upon all things, embracing the distance. I would remark to myself a thousand things at once, As a reaction to your actions, my thoughts are red. Eyes seeing all angles, but blindly. I have stopped. I never realised I was dead.

The Mountain, topped with cloud swirling, Far off rock, sheer black drop. Crest hiden, brooding far beast, Stirer of air, sender of storm. Conquerer of time, The Mountain.

The Lake, moody mirror, rippling thing of grey turned to blue golden shimmer. The Lake, light in the green earth, swirling parody of the sky, where clouds still fly. The Lake, breathing peace, glowing, forever flowing, never cease...

I hear him calling, from his high place. There is no reply. Lone, he is sorrow. Why are his times hard? Later he will eat children. Many scorn him; he is cruel is their eyes, While in their mouths the children of others, Raised in cages, were born to die. From his branch he must act to live, The question is: must we?