The ravens sent
over bridges, over land,
across seas, across space, and time.
They fed prophets
and whispered secrets from the divide.

Yet why do eyes remain blind,
ears remain deaf?
This world is in need,
this world needs healing.
Can you touch the sparkle,
can you breathe the ember,
and bring forth the flame?

As above, so below,
so mote it be.

(c) 2024 Allen Wolfie Simpson