On wings of mo(u)rning
she flew in from infinity
turning circles of eight
in a restless sky.
Rays of hope filtered through
her feathered rustlings
but,
there is no escape
when destiny calls.
The soul awaited
aware
it was soon to be their time
No-one saw the raven arrive
except the one for whom she came.
With a swift downward rush
she swooped below to where
the soul was reaching up to greet.
Gathered all around the bed
emotional… people cried
The spiritual raven’s wings enfolded
as the soul gave out one final gasp
then, smiled
Its light now free at last
and for those that remained was the
‘why’
~*~
© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved
*For some reason the painting reminded me of a black bird’s feathers, either a crow, raven, or some such. It also made me think of feathers we see laying on the ground and wonder how they come to be there. Also, in some cultures how they are seen as ill omens and symbols of death arriving. I wanted to write about that but, not in a sad way because (to some) death can be a happy release too. So, I wanted to show the bird as a good thing, not bad.
Shared with Magpie Tales #127 Abstract Art of Franz Kiline Figure eight, 1952
Poets United Pantry #107
Great take on the prompt which might just make me change my mind about ravens!
I’m spending much time with this. I’m circling.
I love that the light won…
Oh so well done and the imagery is perfect and the ‘why’ a perfect close.
Anna :o]
Loved the little glimpses of Poe … nicely done!!!
Very much so! …and the bird and your vision was good! Excellent journey!
Great stuff, DD2 , when ever i see a Raven or Crow i know i have arrived at a point where the veil is thin, and i am about to experience some sort of coincidence or brush with the underworld, maybe a situation. Cheers
I may not fear crows so much now……!
Death can be an angel of mercy and I think you’ve captured that well here.
I’m envious of how you thought to coupled infinity with a visual of the raven’s decent in figure eights. Brilliant.
Mors omnia vincit…and something we all have to face….thought provoking.
Not only the poem, but the image too is superb.
I like your interpretation of this picture, Bren.
You did a fantastic job on the prompt! Turning circles in a restless sky…very good!
Gathered all around the bed
emotional… people cried
The spiritual raven’s wings enfolded
as the soul gave out one final gasp
Very dramatic and very real depiction of the dying minutes (pun intended) of a person. Great write Bren!
Hank
Daydreamertoo,
I regard it as a peaceful sign, since the soul is released from suffering.
Feathers of all colours have a great significance.
Eileen
Love to think of the dying one being ready to reach to the Raven–a lovely sight in her eyes–and also lovely itself: “On wings of mo(u)rning
she flew in from infinity
turning circles of eight
in a restless sky.”
Restless. Waiting for rest. Getting it. So Beautiful. I wouldn’t mind that ease of entry myself. The people need to let her go–reminds me of the death in “Fried Green Tomatoes.”
I love the graceful elegance you have given to the Raven’s arrival and to the departure of the soul. The timing is always too soon. Thank you for sharing this lovely imagery, Bren.
very much enjoyed your take on this picture..x
This is a spectacular poem, kiddo! So love the image of the raven coming, then the person’s release. You definitely accomplished making the raven’s visit a good thing.
In Irish culture, hearing the sound of wings in the house meant a death was coming…….my mom told me one morning she woke up and the sound of bird wings followed her down the hall. She thought it meant my grandpa was dying. Turns out that morning someone burst into the office where she worked and shot her fellow worker.
I like your interpretation ~ death can be a happy release ~
Happy day to you ~
I love what you saw. This is beautiful.
Such a beautiful poem. I liked the line … there is no escape / when destiny calls. I often wish there was. Well done.
Does look like feathers too and when I kick the bucket and get used as litter for kitty poo, I hope it comes quick.
The infinity symbol and the flight path of the raven shows you have poetic insight. Well done.
I like how the passage of life is greeted happily, for indeed, it is only those of us that remain behind that wonder hopelessly or fear its coming. I like that the image includes a raven and it’s ability to soar high into the sky, above this world into another reality.
Stunning. The angel of death cometh.
i like how you saw infinity in the figure eight, and connected it to the wings and the flying
where the soul waited to greet…cool thought that i hope when my time comes i meet death with as much grace…death can be a happy release…def a fresh take on this bren….enjoyed…