In response to:- Edgar Allen Poe The Raven -

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.ೋ...Raven In The Essence Of A Windstrom...ೋ.

You'll likely struggle to understand that of Raven, unless you are infused in Raven..

As I see the beggar with no pride I walk
Under the windows covered with gold
Angry and bent I try to save the one thing left inside.
Covered in feathers that of black ash I cry to the moon
About all that is I lost inside
All that is not seen in the mirror glass, all that I wish them to see
Three cups fallen in by my feet, three I suffer from
Three I wished to still have and yet do not
Surrounded by grief and pain in the essence of a windstrom, not seeing the two behind me
Standing tall, waiting form to turn around and see them there.
Waiting for me to look at life in a new way.
Wild the emotions are young artist
Old soul in a young body full of life, full of feelings.
Every night a new pain, every night something else to cry about
When will it be over I cry out loud, why me why not someone else I beg..

9 swords piercing the bedroom wall, every time I take one out..
10 more take its place, never peace in my nightly paradise..

Why is it than that the horse is so hard to tame?
Why does thou misunderstand a helping hand?

To fight and win one must be in perfect equilibrium
In balance with themselves and the surroundings
If in anger one must channel the anger productively out of defense
Not out of attack with intent to hurt and degrade..

Raven says..Logic is my biggest weapon brother and knowledge is my power.
Do not allow the words of a no one to bring me down to this level of furiousity they so desire to dwell in,

is like rust on your sword..
Change is at the doorway, step brother through he said, I can smell it miles ahead of you..
Though death is there too to take its toll
The old you.. must die brother,

the shedding of your husk of skin or the new cant grow evolve &
Transformation.. isn't then that a incomplete Raven,

Master of the nightly sky & the shape shifting night flyer.

For test this is, a lesson learned within pain.
To show just how well the power of my logic really is
To see just how strong I am, by defeating my own self.

Illusion around me I see, so many it coverts with the truth,
A vision made of smoke covering the mountain hills..
Is it love I like Raven brother? Or may be a house is better to have?
What is more important tell me you?  Who you are or what someone thinks you are?

Tell me Raven, who is Raven? Who is it we all lean upon?
Also tell me does it matter who we think he is?  Or does it only matter who he really is?
See now the Raven wheel of fortune has your minds a spinning..
Tell it to stop. See it spin, see the riches it has to offer
You are in control of it, tell it to stop when you need it to..
Fire in the heart is bringing, fluid in the staff is flowing..
The crown is yours to take though, hard it is to keep
All is dealt with, I have reached it all you think?

I shake my head for one thing you missed.
Tell me what it is? What did I miss?
Why is transformation incomplete? What is the one thing I forgot?
On it you lay every night, in it you sleep when the sky is dark
On the wall it hangs when the sun shines & brights the day
In the heart it hides when one needs a friend
Answer now my riddle spinning, tell me what you hid from thee
Leaving now I see you gone, in a boat on a river of tears
6 times 6 the sword is in the skin, 6 times now your heart is left bleeding.
Your family is not here when you need it.
In a mirror you dare not to look
For the skin is paler than a book.
Red have the blue/green eyes become
Not of pain, but out of confusion...

The world is yours yet one step you do not take
At the door of your castle you await, you wear the crown yet
dare not to stray, dare not to see what holds behind the wall shadows
Of the narrow pathway leading to the well.
Look into the well brother Raven, see who sits inside.
Reach a hand and help them, for the youth has been hidden
Deep beneath the water wild of the lake beneath the clouds.

Those who await the essences of infusion have a problem all
to often which has proved to be a cynical stitching together
of second-hand shapes in an attempt to please all campers..
who ever listens on the other hand in spite of employing
all three of these trademarks of coming, have a sincerity, a fortitude..
at their disposal that marks them out as worth taking seriously...
momentum & throbbing pulse is normally echoed
all the way across this writers mesmerizing immediacy,
take on nothingness, the un-tamable beast challenges..
the mystical monsters from a usable unconquerable outfit..
It just turns out there is a downside to raising the bar after all..
hefty injections..what ensues is a formidably intense display yet dance-able blare..
Listen to it..infuse it on your soul..
In essence it acts like a colossal tectonic plate
& another perpetual machine within his soul armory..

Raven Leads the way again..

~Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ..aka Reɪvən ღ

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