Waning...

I saw you Raven
As I knelt by the waters
That flowed in the gash
Of verdant fern’d cliff
Alighting by my arm

I wondered you Vulture
As you swept on thermal
Eternal circles watching, waiting
Over hill’d barnhouse
Gathering the rosemary

I felt you nearby
As I stalked in hill
And upon deepened forest
Swirling in cold misty fogs
Of breath, Of sea

Placing my brow to damp earth
Blowing a kiss to the silver moon
I turned to the twisted path alone
And cast no glance to the shadows
Who doth beckon behind me