Raven Spirit <br /> <br />Born unto this life, <br />Winter turned into Spring, <br />as morning sun <br />grasped at melted <br />window panes in <br />my young eyes. <br /> <br />Venturing out <br />into the brisk fresh <br />colorful display <br />of nature’s floral <br />mosaic, I inhaled <br />the fresh breath of <br />new air. <br /> <br />The early snow-capped <br />mountains shone <br />through the clouds, as <br />the Raven cried out <br />of his nest, and gave <br />my spirit a name. <br /> <br />I drearily walked <br />Into a dream, <br />A wicker chair <br />where upon I sat <br />beside a stream. <br />To wrestle with wait, <br />as to make <br />strong anxiety abate. <br /> <br />Then a glorious light <br />took over me, <br />and led my staff. <br />Fear thus my dream, <br />brought me along <br />such a path. <br /> <br />For within a state, <br />whereas to <br />ponder my fate, <br />when a Raven <br />came to stand aloft, <br />atop a <br />wrought iron <br />gate. <br /> <br />With deepest glare <br />In his eyes, <br />much like that of slate. <br />Gave more the meaning, <br />with which my life <br />did equate. <br /> <br />For within he grasped <br />the sum of my life, <br />in the thoughts <br />of my mind, <br />for it’s just then <br />that he rendered <br />me blind. <br /> <br />For whom the <br />Creator that <br />once gave me <br />birth. <br />Hence had sent <br />a Raven <br />to strip me <br />this worth.. <br /> <br />Instantly, my mind blank, <br />as half-spirit, I now sank, <br />my heart awash <br />like rock in a stream, <br />a child once <br />lost again in <br />a nightmarish dream. <br /> <br />Taken away back <br />from whence I <br />had came? <br />Once lucid, now <br />insane, <br />Before death's <br />door I stand again. <br /> <br />John Cochrane<br /><br />John Calvin Cochrane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/raven-spirit-2/
