Raven Spirit Poem by Annalee Somerville

My senses fill with instinct
the wind makes a howling sound,
the suns rays lift me up
my feet no longer touch the ground.

All my senses shift
my heart beats and spirit sings,
my sight becomes far and wide
and my arms turn into wings.

Unable to stop the current
the frequencies come and go,
like the waves in a mighty ocean
smoothly riding the ebb and flow.

Coming back into my body
my feet root back to the ground,
I am humbled by this journey
and the inner peace I've found.

Instant gratitude filled my heart
for spirit finally understands,
and then I felt my Ancestors presence
and they took me by the hand.

Wind songs whispering softly
Never forget what you've been shown
forever grateful for ravens spirits insight
And the spiritual journey home.

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