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raven in the snow

 
onyx bird sitting
in a white canvas  
field
 
snowfalls, as thin
as eggshells, fall  
 
the wind uses unclad
branches of trees as
reeds and plays a cold
song
 
the raven dreams, if
ravens can dream, of
sun, fat field mice and
seeds
 
simple dreams,
direct and  
pure
 
profound wisdom  
from such a low
creature  
 
oh men of this
present  
world
 
how is it thy  
dreams
can long
endure?
 
 
 
buddhakitty
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