Crow Nuts

Birds of Many Feathers
by TwoHawk Speaking for White Eagle


Birds of many different colored feathers
Must come together. It is so, said The Crow
No tears are left to shed.
The many colors must wed each other.

The walk of the forbidden is at its end
Their talk shall be silenced
While the thundering heart
Still beats out wondering what is was they said.

The musician bears fruit
The instrument covers it.
The audience harvests it
But the hearts of man are torn asunder
When they don’t hear the music sung to The Children.

Feelings don’t judge
The Great Healer doesn’t either.
The Feelings of pain and misery
Reach out to teach us what must remain
What's undone,
What's left to do.
That's what The Crow People do.

The Unbroken,The Untarnished,The Unblemished and The Unspoken
Cannot contain hope when The Page
Has too many words, said Crow silently
As he peered into my eyes.....

Aho!