Words of Power

I admire those writers who can string together a story that can make me weep  or suck me into the beauty of their words. There are many great story tellers but few who can immerse me into a feeling, a moment. Charles De Lint is one of them.

Today, Clay posted a new poem entitled when raven’s cry.

It starts:

You are a raven
Against a blank sky

The earth hides her colours
From you while you hide
Your true Self from her

You soul sighs behind a
Prison of your own making
Pacing back and forth

Go read it. Feel it.

Thank you Clay for sharing your words.