flowing through the sea shiny as can be
a light shimmers so mercifully
a broken wing healed by her touch
a lovely lady sealed shut
she can not speak
for words can not be found
to explain this lovely sound
humming in the distant
she strols to meet
a flock of doves fly to her feet
a raven lands on her pure white hand
a lovely bird she sees
behind the blackness lies a heart
pure as gold
the doves fly away knowing there not wanted
confused as to why she chose that raven
yet for only she knew that this raven was misunderstood
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