ON RAVENS WINGS

shackles of the body,
have broken free
restraints of the mind, 
all that remains
     I can't fly

eyes staring 
into the eternal night 
a soul standing 
at the edge of the world
     I might fly

no thought is made, 
but a single action
a dive over the edge, 
one last struggle
     I must fly

wings of a raven 
soar into blackness
evil chills of death 
slip off feathers
     I will fly

a flight into forever, 
no regrets
climbing higher yet, 
still calling freedom
     I can fly