Lindsay Marks 6 p.m., Dec. 5
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Raven moon heed my plea...fly to me....shine your light on my darken wings.....nocturnal things... feathers quick as lightening...
Raven moon hesitate not...plunge into to your hunger...slake my thirst.... celebrate my night call....amplify my thunder...
Wise, graceful moon, give me courage not to hide, but to seek stories among my voiceless people...
Bright moon, full moon, Raven's call, wake me from my self-imposed slumber.
oh, by day, my lovely night, a specter's dream thou encumber.\
At two I'm ravin' too sans sentiment Al is 'im
Ah mortal moon, ah immortal light, I will pray for our luminous souls To the gods of small letters, To the gods who do not fight Grant us the days That we may know your might
Raven, carry my prayer upon shiny wings reflecting moonlight
“Be curious, not judgmental.” ― Walt Whitman