I am a raven flying in a dark and rainy night.
Flying in complete darkness.
My deep black feathers heavy from the rain.
I am lost and tired.
...
i fly through the night.
Through the cold bitter Rain.
I look for a place to rest my tired and nearly frozen wings.
The only place i can find is beneath a old apple tree.
...
A man of few words. But i do write what i feel. Inspired by the Raven not just by Edgar Allan Poe. But by the creature itself the one creature i feel connected with)
The Ravens Flashlight
I am a raven flying in a dark and rainy night.
Flying in complete darkness.
My deep black feathers heavy from the rain.
I am lost and tired.
And i am left with no other choice but to keep on going.
Following the fading light of my hopes and dreams, slowly losing all hope.
Still i keep on going But the light fades into the darkness.
The raven that carried the burden of a sinfull world.
But as i fly in the darkness and as the rain makes my wings heavy. lost and lonely and all seems to be lost.
My eyes spot a Bright light.
With a spark of renewed hope i choose to follow this light.
And this light fills me with warmth and a sensation of redemption.
When i get closer to this light still weary,
It comforts me with a feeling that i cannot describe with just words.
A feeling of someone that completes my fractured soul
This Bright and warm light is you my love.
Guiding me from the darkness to the light