Crows at Dawn: A Prayer’s Response
In whispered winds where shadows dwell,
Two crows alight, casting their spell.
From earth to sky, in sacred space,
A dialogue with the infinite grace.
Cawing loud as morning breaks,
A summons heard, a heart awakes.
Messages weave from the divine,
In blackened feathers, truth aligns.
Duality sings in their flight,
Yin and yang, day and night.
Life’s tender balance, a guiding hand,
Invites us all to understand.
Transformation stirs in their cries,
Echoes of change and endless skies.
With every caw, a shift is near,
A pathway clear, no need for fear.
Wise are the crows, with secrets to share,
In the stillness, seek your layers rare.
Look within, the answers bloom,
In the quiet, dispel the gloom.
Awareness blossoms in twilight’s hue,
Signs and synchronicities whisper true.
A reminder profound, to stay alive,
In prayer and presence, let your spirit thrive.
So heed the crows as they dance and soar,
For in their cawing, you’ll find much more.
A journey of faith, a call to behold,
In every encounter, the universe unfolds.
