One Eyed Crow

A one eyed crow sits vulnerable in the snow

Sick from cold, ruffled feathers and alone

Isolation

He peers up at me, bearing a milk white, swollen, marble eye

Telling myself this crow will live, but knowing this to be a lie

Isolation

Once a magnificent raven, obsidian wings glinting in the sunlight

Now an old forgotten soul, sick with fear and without sight

Isolation

Strength of gravity pulling hard on his bones

Tying him to the pavement while he twitters a barely audible moan

 

Isolation

But high up in the tree, what do I see?

I see a watchman, looking closely at me

Perceived Isolation

His brother, his tribesman, his friend, lovingly protects

As his compadre leaves this place of suffering and moves on to the next

Perceived Isolation

Everyone dies alone, One Eyed Crow entering the realms of the stars

But remember, there are those who love you sitting watching from afar