From Above

Dark with death &
dense with danger

The Paliment of owls
continually insist I fight on
They encourage me
to fight past pain and fear
and not give up
on a world gone cold

The Murder of Crows
provide no advice to me
They merely lurk watching
Time is on their side
and they hate owl's wisdom

Occasionally other birds
check in with no interest
Just curiosity with no
intellect to care and soon
they are off & quickly forget

To live the avian life
Perspective so far above
Limited politics between
Some, guardians of all life
Some, guides to the beyond