The first crow
to appear
talked to me for hours
wouldn’t leave

It wanted to be my messenger

I asked if it could to travel
Across the sea
bring a message
I  myself cannot give

«I release you»
«I forgive you»
«I love you»
«I wish you well»

The second crow
grasped my awareness
as I walked down the street
(I was weirded out by all these talking crows today)

It asked me to embark on a journey

I accepted
and was catapulted to the sky
higher and higher.
I wasn’t prepared

As I regained my balance
I looked down
and what I saw was this:
My body on the ground beneath me

Talking to a crow

Then I flew

 


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