©2022 Michael Raven
antler clashing skies
strike steel white
washing day's soot
from my furrowed brow
north touched
water brings strife
stone fate standing
howling into stormy
night
words | spirit | alchemy
©2022 Michael Raven
antler clashing skies
strike steel white
washing day's soot
from my furrowed brow
north touched
water brings strife
stone fate standing
howling into stormy
night