Moon Raven

Blue Raven by Kathryn Dyche Dechairo, with permission

available from Dyche Designs

Moon Raven,

lift me up on your bent wing.

Swoop me away

through the misty night

into the forest.

There we will commune

with wolf-ghosts and ancient trees.

We will sing with the spirits

ululate with owls

keen with all beings 
over our Losses

and send out blessings

and gratitude

for All That Remains.

Towards dawn,
 having divested myself 
of my tears,
and having rekindled my hope,
let me curl up in the roots
of Grandfather Cedar,
pillow my head with moss,
pull pine boughs over my shoulders,
and escape to my haven of forgetfulness:
a dream.