The Raven Prayer

The birds
will gaze
upon the
stars and
wonder why
they dance.

The sky
above, so
dark and
speckled--
they lust
to feel the
air.

Oh, Man
Above, what
do you see
when you
watch the
ravens fly?
Is it joyous?
Do you
weep? When you
let the birds
take wing—and
do you care
for the flocks
of birds as
much as you do
me?

Oh Man Above--
if you are
above—do you
see us scurry
about? Tell
me now, what
is aloof in your
mind? What
do you think
about the stars
as you call their
names when they
fall or die?

And are we
the stars
that died ago,
and does our
light reach you?
Do you see each
of us here,
striving to-
and-fro—and
what do you think
of our lights--
the ones that
died long
ago?

Oh, Man Above,
I must admit--

I watch the
birds as I
gaze upon the
stars, and I
wonder why
we dance.