Dungeon Moon
I hear the wind carry the message you send
Through the bars in the wall and the crashing of waves.
I hear the raven call your name.
His calls and cries seem to ease my pain.
I feel the power of love again
It overrides this misery I must sustain.
The shackles restrain and on cold stone I shall remain.
But the moon reflects the message I send
The raven listens as my feelings expend.
A raven of the night carries my secret in flight.
Through the miles in the dark and the rain and the wind
He carries to you the message I send
He caws at your window
A message of hope that I must maintain
You hear the language of the raven explain
That we shall be together again.
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2016
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