Symbolic Meaning of the Raven in Native American Indian Lore
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"The Raven, as a creature
of metamorphosis...change
and transformation"
"visions for clarity"
"bearer of magic, and
a harbinger of messages
from the cosmos"
"keeper of secrets,answers
our own ~hidden~ thoughts"
"winging us back to health
and harmony"
"The Raven, to come only
to those worthy of the knowledge"
A fountain beckoning ...Quince your thirst,
simply to drink...your Youth for Life?
Ponce de Leon looked high and low so long ago,
with heart ... forever to be, water for youth,
ever elusive... not to be discovered by him.
Whisper via the wind...Oh Raven, wise...from
your fountain's moonlight perch...do tell, the
truth...no search...merely a state of mind?
(c) Ebony Raven...Invoking You 19February2011
Vivian L. Dawson
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Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on April 29, 2011
Wonderful writing sweet lady..enjoyed very much...Hugss
Reviewed by ANNA CLOUTIER (Reader)
Reviewed on April 28, 2011
THE RAVEN THE MESSENGER VISITS TO THOSE TO BELIEVE. I CALL HIM THE WATCHER OF MEN. LOVELY AND KEEP GOING MY FRIEND..ANNA
Ravens have invaded our neighborhood. Seldom do we see mockingbirds with their beautiful singing anymore, chased away by the ravens. They bang on our roof, opening walnuts fed by our neighbor.
The ravens make noises more like talking then singing. One told me that Ponce de Leon Springs in Florida is the real thing. I swam in the spring many times. I'm over 70 and still have brown hair, a few grey hairs here and there to bring me back to reality.
Thank you Vivian, for shedding light on this, and for doing it so beautifully with your poetry. Perhaps you're the reason for my perpetual youth. Your poems make me young again. Bless you for that.
Reviewed by Mike Mirabella (Reader)
Reviewed on April 27, 2011
I sit here in the afternoon after a days work,relaxing and reflecting on your verse. no looking for it in anything but your mind.beautifully provoking us to look inside. Mike
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The ravens make noises more like talking then singing. One told me that Ponce de Leon Springs in Florida is the real thing. I swam in the spring many times. I'm over 70 and still have brown hair, a few grey hairs here and there to bring me back to reality.
Thank you Vivian, for shedding light on this, and for doing it so beautifully with your poetry. Perhaps you're the reason for my perpetual youth. Your poems make me young again. Bless you for that.