Great poem that is an acrostic too! Brilliant sentiments as well.
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Hey Opher,
My, my, it’s good to have you back in the field amongst the fold, and folded but not torn, perching with us here Ravens. Good to see you. Thank you for coming by.
Lacking in the number of our straw bound dozen of late, we have been blessed by the passing return of old friends from afar. Mawkin was merely travelling through en route to elsewhere and left a poem with an acquaintance of ours to pass our way. What a poem! It had us passionately thrilled…the energetic sentiment just keeps turning ad turning with yearning and yearning to colour life red instead of dead.
One of the Raven’s sits and plays with words whilst begging. They promised to write an acrostic based on the word B-E-G-G-I-N-G, but it hasn’t materialised yet so they’ve gone out with their pen, paper and toothless smile to try and manifest good fortune.
We’re grateful as always for your company, gracious comment and kind regards. Take care Opher of the North
Namaste
DN and Raven’s 12
Dewin – we ravens must stick together as the storms gather and heavens are rent. For our eyes see.