was sleeping, his wings held at rest, his head held close to his sooty,
So I savored the windstorm and knew it would stay, for only a small
be off on its way
that soon followed the path of the wind brought a deep seated message
some outer plane.
fresh blowing breeze cut through to my soul,
To release the old images no longer to hold the deep, murky shadows
from long, long ago.
cleansing healing occurred in my heart and the sweet love that followed
through with a start of bright sweeping clouds that followed the rain,
the cycle from a far distant plane.
the reflection of this tiny mind-expanding awareness to waken the
blind of magical
to free flowing streams of bright new intelligence and the warm wafting
of wakening Raven, now rested from sleep, his sharp eyes beaconing
out to reach
cross the deep human sufferings from wars ugly scars, reminding
us the minds
vastness can reach clear to Mars.
Now, join in this
circle and let us hold sway of the glorious promise of each dawning
travel together far out into space and bring back the knowledge to heal
trying to better the state of the soul.