her blood congeals on the pavement
where is the dark earth
waiting to take the lifeblood?
why here in this barren parking lot? she cries
as raven circles overhead
her mind wanders
past and future become present
cedar trees bend to lift her gently
their soft needles comforting her with familiar scent
raven circles overhead
now she is soaring herself
the trees have thrown her clear of the heartbreak & desolation
raven dances beside
arms thrown out
shiny black feathers appearing
tiny at first then growing to catch the wind
she smiles at raven
they circle around each other
becoming mirrors of dark light
they merge into a single point then vanish
leaving only one shiny black feather
behind