That mad, gentle cuckoo, the "rain crow", cries to the heavens before the gift of water falls upon waiting earth. Those who hear will stop to listen, thought they may not understand the messages the bird offers.A haunting, lonely voice, it reaches out with a liquid beauty and mystery all its own.
Friday, May 10, 2013
A Mystery (poem)
Original digital art from an original photo, "Pony Romp". Copyright 2012 by RLMT/blog-author.