A Raven's Tale

Oh mystical raven of the night wherefore too is it that you do fly through the clouds upon the wind of the darken sky with a gleaming gaze in your eye thy heart has blacken as thy wings are of darkest satin In thy Quest to acquire an unfulfilled desire that of precious stones with silver and gold fasten and set arrayed which captures lights passage by the falling down of the moonlit beam high above the castle wall in a crevice of the tower you hath made thy home and fashioned it with decorations of all these things that wherewith you mayest sit and cast thy sight upon your own vanity As for thy rest you seek it shall only come when you sleep in the dust of Eternity John J Myers Copyright ©2008 John J Myers