The Raven

Embracing Freedom: A Raven's Journey in the Wash of Rain
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You came to perch on my window sill

You, symbolized as a raven, have come to rest on my window sill.

Your wings sore, no high flying anymore, my raven

Your wings are injured, and you can no longer fly high, my raven.

I asked myself through tears, have you flow before

In my sorrow, I wonder if you have experienced flight before, questioning your past.

No answer, did you hear

No response; did you even hear my question?

Hear me

A plea for you to listen and acknowledge my emotions.


I know that your want your food

Aware of your need for food, but questioning if you desire more than sustenance.

But do you want 'a finger just to grain

Asking whether you seek a connection, symbolized by wanting 'a finger just to grain.'

You leaned a long dark way, but do you want flight or just a flame

You have traveled a dark path; do you seek flight or merely the warmth of a flame?


I do not pity you, cos you will live

I don't pity you because you will survive; meanwhile, I am lost. Do you need me?

Myself I am lost, do you want me

Questioning if you can fly away from my window, escaping pain.

Or can't you fly from my window ever pain

As the blood leaves your mind, your will remains strong, capable of long flights.

And now the blood has flown from your mind

Describing a sense of detachment as blood flows away, indicating a separation.

Your will is strong, you can fly long ways, my raven

Acknowledging your strength and ability to fly far, my raven.


I know you that came for food, but now your hunger is still was left to do

Aware that you initially came for food, but now your hunger is satisfied; questioning your purpose.

The cold is past on, the crags is white and the future bright, for one as free as you

The cold has passed, the landscape is white, and the future is promising for a free spirit like you.

And now you are free again to be wild again

You are liberated once again to embrace your wild nature.

Go and spread your wings in the washing rain and feel

Encouraging you to spread your wings in the refreshing rain and experience freedom.

Go and spread your wings in the washing rain and feel

Reiterating the call to spread your wings in the rain and feel the freedom.

Go and spread your wings

Directing you to go and spread your wings.

And feel, if you remember me sometimes sing at the window and die

Encouraging you to remember me occasionally as you sing at the window and face the inevitable.

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