Julie Draper at the blockades
She was sister of crows and ravens.
Their black bodies, her love of earth,
their wings, her love of flight.
On her birthday, she entered
her darkened cabin, lit with candles.
In the glow, were all her friends,
on their knees, dressed as crows.
In the soft glow of dripping wax
they gathered around her,
her flock, cawing upwards.
into her radiant, laughing face.
She was a light, a lover of life,
who put her body on the line
for the trees, for Mother Earth.
She loved animals,
and her love suffused the art she made
of bear and wolf, raven and eagle.
She was a sister of crows and ravens,
who flew away too soon.
for Julie Draper, who recently left us much too soon, and who will be forever remembered, forever missed.
posted for Artistic Interpretations with Margaret at Real Toads, inspired by the art piece "Crows Alone", by Carol Law Conklin.