Raven, Reality

Raven, Reality

You, a black winged messenger of pain

Perched on the rear-view mirror of my car

So close I could touch you if I took

Just two steps more,

I believe you know

The secret joy I carry inside.

Are you an omen from an unjust god?

A figure of my imagination?

A piece of my subconscious?

You frighten me so.

I cannot move,

Your piercing gaze has rendered me captive.

Please do not let the fabled meaning

Of your presence be true.

You look ill, my sorrowful herald.

Is it because you wish not to be the

Oracle of my suffering?

Are you a shadow of someone I know

Who has crossed?

There are many my friend.

Do not fear,

I will bear what I must.

Please do not think it bold of me

My sublime one,

If I take a step closer

I need to know you are real

I will steel myself for what is to come.

Please let me touch you.

You are so beautiful in your honesty, fragility.

Alright.

Fly away if you must.

Please, tell your master

I will be strong.

For him.

For you.

~Darkling Plain, Aug. 24, 2006