G.R. Gaus

Rookie - 0 Points (April 11 1950 / St. Louis)

The Messenger - Poem by G.R. Gaus

I watched a Raven glide overhead,
His head he gave a nod,
Rising on the upward draft,
Wings were black and broad.

His mate in line not far behind,
Searching for some prey,
Perhaps enjoying freedom of flight,
On this beautiful, spring day.

Courtship soon will take its course,
A nest firmly woven in place,
High enough to protect from harm,
Limbs strong enough to brace.

Both parents will rear their young,
In turn they supply the food,
These graceful birds mate for life,
Raising on a healthy brood.

The Raven has long been revered,
Intelligent for a bird,
Living up to thirteen years,
Mimicking spoken word.

Often I have dreamed of flight,
The winds would lift me high,
Soaring over the mountain tops,
Above the clouded sky.

Fly close with me oh Raven,
Whisper secrets I must hear,
Chosen ones meant for me,
I’ll hold and cherish dear.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

It’s been passed down in ancient lore that the Raven will deliver us our message of peace.

Comments about The Messenger by G.R. Gaus

  • Bronze Star - 2,612 Points Elena Sandu (4/17/2013 12:27:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem! Yes we only need to look around, and careful observe, the Nature will teach us the way of life, and love. Thank you for share, loved this poem! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 17, 2013

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