The Raven

I search through the skies,
But I cannot find,
I search for the Raven,
But my eyes are blind

Is She hiding in the Deep?
Perhaps not…
Mayhaps she is in an enchanted Sleep,
She is the Raven, much sought.

Immortal without any ties,
Eyes of gray, holding eternity within their clasp
Swishing her black wings as she flies,
Her Immortal soul, out of everyone’s grasp.

Those who hunt her weary soul,
Shall look for eternity in the shadows,
Never finding, only wishing for her soul,
Her heart whispers like the bellows.