Crow

Enthroned in the bare arms
of my sacred tree
crow shouts
not a song
not a word
but a tearing
a ripping of air
a shriek of life and death
of death and life

The Covered Sky

And I hear a voice say
sit peacefully under the covered sky child
wait patiently and all will be revealed

But I want to see the sky, I say
it's been days
and I am sad

Sit peacefully under the covered sky child
wait patiently and all will be revealed

But in the day I yearn for blue, I say
and at night
for the stars gossiping in their constellations

Child, you have not been abandoned
this hidden time is a gift
so sit peacefully under the covered sky
wait patiently and all will be revealed