Song of the Crows

Soaring shaping bending back

Like leaves aflutter swooping rise

Down delve deep my soul aflame

Bursting forth in freedom song through skies

Raise the fountain coursing joy

Feel the charm of pouring rain

Sing aloud like honey drips

That sweet sweet heaven speckled star

Comets circling in the clouds

Hide-and-seek dart in and out

Cup and dive to swoop once more

Soaring shaping bending back