I saw raven today
perched on a power line
and bid him deliver my message
to you,
even though many miles
lie between us and an ocean of waves
deep as death.
At my request he took to flight
and headed south.
I don’t know how far
raven might fly
before giving up or turning back
and passing my thoughts
over to memory.
Regardless, I trust these words
will find you
one way
or another.
