Birds

Day and Night

The dawn and dusk both call my name
One burns with fire one cools with grace
I fly between their shifting light
And find one sky in every place

Feeding Time

At dawn the silence starts to bite
Large wings are carving through the air
The ache is honest sharp and bright
And hunger hums its oldest prayer

Raven

A shadow wing across the dawn
It knows the names we never speak
It lands where all old masks are gone
And carves the silence with its beak