The Song We Are Meant to Sing

Raven by Pennybright Studios

Today, as an unfamiliar world
- difficult, astonishing, unbelievable, frightening -
unfolded itself outside my window,
I heard a crow make a warble
I have never before heard
from a bird.

I wondered what new kind of crow
she was striving to be, what new song
she was trying out,
what its message might be.

Perhaps she is imploring us to stop repeating
the same old tired droning familiar song,
to have the strength to try out one
so new and unthinkable
it gives us massive fear and goosebumps.

Then we will know it is exactly
the song we are meant to sing.

Sing out, my friends.
It is a time for new songs,
new ways of being on the planet
and with each other.
Time to sing forth
a better day.


for my prompt at earthweal.  Trying to hold out hope for the other side of this disaster. But there is much suffering between here and there, for everyone, everywhere.