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Raven travels the Blue Road
to bring Wild Woman a gift.
You carry a message of trust,
says Raven,
light for the darkness of our times.
There is magic in the void,
creative forces swirling in the cosmos.
Reach up, and grab yourself a fistful of hope.
Scatter the news that all is far from lost,
that for every troubled soul,
there are one thousand more
dreaming only of peace,
of justice.
Continue affirming
that being more, not having more,
is where peace lies.
Raven hopped onto the hood
of Wild Woman's car just yesterday morning.
She gifted him with crumbled biscuit,
and he flew, swift, away,
bread in his beak, and happy.
A gift for a gift.
One from 2014, my friends. Just because. This day has brought gifts, wanted to give one in return.
Sherry, so glad that this day has brought gifts! Smiles. And so true that having more cannot hold a candle to BEiNG more! Have a good weekend, Friend.
ReplyDeletea beautiful gift of a poem Sherry :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for this beautiful poem!
ReplyDelete"Continue affirming
that being more, not having more,
is where peace lies."
Beautiful with much truth.
ReplyDeleteBeing more is definitely more important than having more-- couldn't agree with you more! Thanks. K.
ReplyDeleteEven the smallest interaction with a wild creature is a gift when it shows a measure of trust.
ReplyDeleteWhat a treat - what a gift indeed!
ReplyDeleteyou do have that gift ~
ReplyDeleteI wish my ravens were that brave. Wont come near the feeding try until I leave.
ReplyDeletebeing more, not having more....absolutely. Beautifully put..
ReplyDeleteBeing more... If more would realise where riches lies...
ReplyDelete"that being more, not having more,
ReplyDeleteis where peace lies." : if only the world understands this more.
in our culture, ravens(and crows) are viewed with ominous suspicion, but i have learned to come to accept them.
And a very fine gift it is too...i love the certainty..the clear knowing of what Raven and Wild Woman communicate with each other - and being more not having more - so very true though often we forget ..much peace to you today Sherry xo
ReplyDeleteA wonderful poem. Can't wait for your Wild Woman collection.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a gorgeous poem! You always surprise me with your words :D
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
"...being more, not having more..."
ReplyDeleteYes! "a fistful of hope", indeed. ♥
Gorgeous as always and fitting for these times when the world cries for the magic of peace for all
ReplyDeleteReading this again, I am so happy. The poem I wrote today has a Raven, too, but it is Poe's and would, if it existed, carry a very different message.
ReplyDelete" A gift for a gift."
Thank you.
A beautiful gift to remind us of the giving, the giving back....and that you give us so much with your words...
ReplyDelete'You carry a message of trust,
says Raven,
light for the darkness of our times.'
And the hope, the message of being more is what we need now! Thank you Wild Woman.
"Reach up, and grab yourself a fistful of hope.
ReplyDeleteScatter the news that all is far from lost,"
Surely i think i can do that
have a good Sunday Sherry
much love...
A much needed uplifting, hopeful poem. Thanks for this.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad this day has gifted you Sherry. I don't remember reading this one before. It's beautiful, peaceful and reminds me to be hopeful. Thank you for that.
ReplyDeleteIt is good when the day brings you gifts and we should rejoice in the gifts.
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful and uplifting - yes, let's all grab hope and spread it around. Being more...so very true and so very precious in these times today. Thank you for this gift. My crows are spoiled. Several know that in the afternoon, late, bread is to be had and they come for a visit. Some eat from my hand, a couple like my shoulders as a perch where I hand them nibbles. The little birds come as well. All of them happy and sharing their gifts.
ReplyDeleteI understand that kind of gift giving. Thank you my friend. Love the image and your words,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Thanks for paying forward this gift, Sherry!
ReplyDeleteSteve K.
" that for every troubled soul,
ReplyDeletethere are one thousand more
dreaming only of peace,
of justice."
These are wise words, Wild Woman. We all need to keep that message at the forefront of our minds, during these troubled times - when the barbaric actions of so few, are capable of stirring such anger and frustration in so many.
Nature communicates if only we listen. Thanks for sharing your gifts.
ReplyDeleteSherry, There is something so fascinating about ravens...it seems they've always connoted something "more" as either messengers or as signs in and of themselves. Your meeting with the raven makes you part of the mystery in a most constructive and pleasing way. Well done.
ReplyDeleteSteve K.
normally they are seen as omens of death but your Corvid's message is quite contrary - magical and especially loved the fistful of hope
ReplyDeleteA gift for a gift....I remember one bright morning, deep in sorrow, a raven hopped on the rear view mirror of my car, and began doing antics. I knew the universe was trying to cheer me, and it did!
ReplyDeleteIs it one for 'death', two for 'marriage' and three for 'birth?' Something like that?
ReplyDeleteSuch a lovely gift this is.
ReplyDeleteI thought that too-this poem is a gift! So, many unique messages arrive on that blue road~
ReplyDeleteI love the message of trust and hope ~ Thanks for the gift of voice Sherry ~
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