Lone Black Crow
Black Crow
Perched high on a lone branch
Loud squawk fills the air
Like a judgmental friend
Emitting a truth sound
A primal voice
Without language
Pure feeling
Unafraid
Fearless acceptance
Facing the future
The crow’s caw
Now joined by a multitude of chirps the sounds of nature
The orchestra of life
Announcing the start of the day
