Adam's Raven
As I stood at Adam’s burial today,
I was searching for comforting words to say;
I felt his presence and looked to the sky,
And overhead a mighty raven did fly;
And atop his wings I am sure,
The spirit of Adam’s soul did stir;
They leant me the courage to speak and be heard,
To give his family an encouraging word;
And I watched the raven and tried not to cry,
As he took Adam’s soul to God in the Sky.
(In my culture Ravens are the vessel's that take your soul to the next world)
Copyright © Tirzah Conway | Year Posted 2010
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