Raven

May 15, 2020

A sacred bird and a psychopomp,

Mysterious and ominous,

Known for their sparking intelligence,

Connecting us with the world of spirits.

Flying in pairs and doing rolls and somersaults in the air,

Flying upside down and dropping objects and catching them in mid air,

A magnificent view of the birds,having fun in the sky.

Building their mansion on the trees,

Collecting twigs, bark strips and leaves,

And precisely placing them to make a receptacle.

Awesome to see the loving pairs making a settlement.

Protecting their nests by keeping an eye on potential dangers,

Attacking predators by flying at them and lunging with their large bills,

Feeding their young ones and demonstrating devotion to their families,

Is something worth watching.

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