With the Wind
Stranded was I for what seemed years
Counting back time and holding in tears
A crow swooped down and passed at my side
Wonder did I why this bird flew by
His bright colored eye captured my mind, so ominous at first glance
I wanted to give his heart a chance
Protecting myself from all I had seen
Never wanting more than solitude it seemed
Who was I to believe this was any more than the same?
Falling for lies, knowing why black crow's feathers are famed
Turning my head away from his sight not to look again
Knowing that in my life to believe in happiness I had to pretend
Avoiding what I had missed so much
Hiding my soul from other's touch
And one night finding my way near the water's edge
Peering into the distance, what sat upon the old bridge's ledge?
Perched on a small beam was the golden-eyed crow
Curious how I wanted it to be so
He looked at me and then I knew
A feeling that always had felt so true
All this time reducing myself to such isolation
Hurting from this pain that lead to such hesitation
Was my left to be mirrored in this bird so black?
He a sign of what my life had come to lack
Why did he have such freighting premonition?
Why did he seem to follow me with such intention?
Was it just that my imagination had wanted to believe that I was not alone
Or was it that I wanted someone to show me that I wasn’t on my own
Stressing so much importance on this crow?
Why did I believe it had something to show?
Turning again to gaze upon this small black face was he gone
Spreading his wings and leaving me to long
Knowing I had made the mistake
Knowing I will never give anything for others to take
The void growing ever greater
It will always be my fate and while eyes grow ever fainter
Elsie Alvarez
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