Arrival

The road forked before me Left, long, black—Right, sanctuary The softest softness stretching Held up against How I've been living Here's that sound I know The yearning of the crow For his foreboding Arrival, to be joyful I reached out and touched peace How she spread through my whole body Humming, light, gentle subtleties But at last I had to draw away The ringing of the street Resonates with me My shoulders only know How to bear the weight of That sound I know The yearning of the crow For his foreboding Arrival to be joyful