Birds of Passage Robyn

When I look up to the skies

And see those who fly with nary a care

Soaring in a freedom we mortals

Only dream of

An image comes to mind’s eye

Of an encounter with a Raven

Creature of myth and mystery

Descendant of dinosaurs

I see Raven as one of my ancestors

We’re just energy, after all

Birds of passage, so to speak

Touching down for a time

We think we’re putting down roots

But in the small window of a lifespan

They’re shallow anchors

And don’t count for more than

A hill of beans 

Upon which we alight for a speck of time

I know that while I exist

I am but a drop

In this vast ocean of livingness

And when I leave

I will join all the Birds of Passage

And return to Stardust