Bringer of Souls

Lone crow on a branch
Dreaming of the stars.

Daytime bright
Please numb the light
Darkness is my friend.

Later hours, mask my flight
And hush your grief and tears

I’m called to you when life is through
Silently I fly

Bringing souls from here to there
And places in between

To unknown lairs where time stands still
Deep upwards in the sky

A silent wood, soft and green
A great and tranquil grove

Will coddle the essence of yourself
And shroud you with love

Until such time you find new skin
To invade and draw sweet breath

I’ll be here waiting until I’m called
From the heavens up again.