and standing on the rooftop, little watching raven
i see you staring,
your pleading, nosing eyes
spying my every movement.
But beware not little bird, do not startle nor spy
nor clear the void.
see below, where small robin stands
in a patient wind,
whilsty sparrows flitter and swirl
around him.
there is no fear there
only a calm innocence, not to be confused with naivety,
serenity in its purest form.
so do not fear little watching raven
head the teaching robin
and close your pleading nosing eyes
and breathe in winter air
and have faith in your own time.