Raven and Shadow
Twilight having a walk on that empty path alone,
None was wandering in that stormy dark evening,
The dog not feared of strange, did not bark on me,
The passerine flied by has shouted on me & gone.
The vacuum grown seek some one in the sphere,
The senses was at high and emotions was drown,
Mind was swayed by the raven touched my inner,
Air filled chillness inside and darkness has grown.
Who is watching over me, hiding in the black so?
The Soul of crow, reminds me of strange shadow.
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