The Crow Calls to Awaken Me


The shadow of crow wings fall

on my shoulders

as a grasshopper takes off again,

from the tall grass,

a few more steps and the crow calls

as if to awaken me

looking up I realize

brother sun

is in both our eyes

filling us

with courage. 


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies


21 thoughts on “The Crow Calls to Awaken Me

    1. Thank you Tanya! I was thinking of something St. Francis of Assisi wrote so long ago about nature, and I think he used that term brother sun. I know for sure that he spoke to birds. So your comments are a blessing. Peace and be wonderfully blessed.

  1. I feel touched by your photograph and words which leave me feeling very peaceful. A sense of oneness with nature and the reminder of our commonality with all beings.

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