A Stormy Winter Night
the night was dark and no moon was in view
bare trees were soon filled with winter rage
all-consuming storm clouds inflamed my fears
and a lonely crow became my sage
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A Stormy Winter Night
the night was dark and no moon was in view
bare trees were soon filled with winter rage
all-consuming storm clouds inflamed my fears
and a lonely crow became my sage
MTB: Toddaid
This poem reminds me of Kakabhushundi”
Kakabhushundi, (in the form of a crow) is a sage featured in Hinduism.
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Very atmospheric 💜💜
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It sounds like quite a night! I like the trees full of rage.
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It sounds very spoky… if could be the raven coming to visit.
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That last line is stark with meaning. Good one.
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Crow as Sage ~~ I like that!!
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I’m with Helen, the crow as a sage is perfect, Candy, and love the atmospheric intensity you create with the toddaid.
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A wonderful sage to have.
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