Crows

Today was about crows

First a whole flock a-squawking

With one bull frog keeping the beat

Then a lone fellow on a barren tree

Silhouetted by the snow-capped

Olympic Mountains across the Puget Sound

Beauty spoke

And Beauty called my name

I stopped and watched

Then later the message came

Alone and barren of soul at times

With impossible seas and mountains to cross

Yet, I have wings

I can fly

I am not unprepared for this journey

Still, no rushing these things

Study the contours of the wind and waves

Measure the height of the mountains

Search for the probable passes

Wonder at the depths of the sea

Take off when I am ready

Or not

Stay awhile longer

In the cozy, comfortable clan

Of squawking kin.

 

© 2013 Julie Clark

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Categories: beauty, Faith, Life, mountains, Poetry, Trees | Tags: , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

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4 thoughts on “Crows

  1. Nathan Clark

    sweet mater =) Way to listen to the Holy Spirit.

  2. A time for eveything under heaven. When to press on, when to rest. Thanks for the thoughts. He has prepared us for flight.

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