Colors of Crows

Hope is lost when colors have faded

Faith is gone when voices have been silenced

Everyone thinks that our journey is ending

But really is has just begun


Blinds are closed because the light means nothing

Windows, doors all shut to block out everything within reach

Everything which is like the forbidden fruit in the

Story of Adam and Eve


Now our thoughts crowd us

The sun and the heat taunting us

The laughing and the smiles we had once before

Now have been swept away to become strings in the distorted clouds.


Although our wings have been clipped

Our hope is not lost because our colors will always be shining

Our faith is not gone because our voices will never be silenced

And our journey has not ended because we are still waiting for the path back to begin.