She Flies With Raven Wings

"She Flies With Raven Wings" She is like a raven flying amongst a murder of crows. Her majestic plumes slightly different from the rest, shining an iridescent paradox of light and darkness. She is an ethereal beauty draped in mystery. Sharing the entrails of her imagination through her elegant penmanship. The blood from her quill form sugary words to fall on curious minds. Soaring high on her own reverie she follows the western setting sun. Always busy chasing sunsets to share with the moon, she is funny that way. Made of bruises, sunshine, and stardust, a dreamer always ready for flight, day or night. She dreams. She flies. Reality nevermore. For her, fairy gardens will bloom and the cicadas sing. Even in the dead of winter, she flies with raven wings. ~S.R.Chappell © 1/1 digital art