The Poem that is married to this piece

A SOMBER

And it descended upon me
A white raven
Full of promises and professions
Of haven
Of provision

- of covenant

If only - I would feed my self under its gaze
Always and forever tuning my attentions
To its quiet cajoling amide days of laze
if only I would submit before it
On the pyre of redemption

Lamentations of long awaited reunion
Ever under its sharp correction
of all that is too human