Words of Power
I admire those writers who can string together a story that can make me weep or suck me into the beauty of their words. There are many great story tellers but few who can immerse me into a feeling, a moment. Charles De Lint is one of them.
Today, Clay posted a new poem entitled when raven’s cry.
It starts:
You are a raven
Against a blank skyThe earth hides her colours
From you while you hide
Your true Self from herYou soul sighs behind a
Prison of your own making
Pacing back and forth
Go read it. Feel it.
Thank you Clay for sharing your words.