Saturday, October 25, 2008

Yes, I think I will love Alaska
lay my body down
on soft tundra
watching the bird shadows
pass over me
I will climb to the edges of mountains
and gaze at their splendor
sift my fingers through oceans
listen to the winds
for Alaska's voice
I will walk with the swan
his white ruffled edges
my sweet Alaska
yes, I will love you
as endlessly as your lands stretch
out to greet me.

-By the Corbyhawk herself
as I loaded my paintings a hawk flew low over me flashing against the bricks of the old building. He was followed by the crows who had been conversing on the rooftops. They circled me in quick pursuit a good sign, a crow hawk moment in a rather bad day.

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