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It is said by some that a raven holds within there breast all the shadows there have, or will ever be...
Still others say that because of this, if a raven stood in total darkness and somehow you could still see them with the naked eye, then, and only then could you see the raven adorned with every color there ever was, or ever would be...
But sometimes i fear, that if you saw me there in that darkest of places...
That there would be nothing there at all...
`V*
Still others say that because of this, if a raven stood in total darkness and somehow you could still see them with the naked eye, then, and only then could you see the raven adorned with every color there ever was, or ever would be...
But sometimes i fear, that if you saw me there in that darkest of places...
That there would be nothing there at all...
`V*
Category Artwork (Digital) / Portraits
Species Avian (Other)
Size 1280 x 1024px
File Size 155.8 kB
Good morning!
This reminds me of one of my favorite songs, "Before the Deluge," by Jackson Browne (Late for the Sky).
"Some of them knew pleasure
And some of them knew pain
And for some of them it was only the moment that mattered
And on the brave and crazy wings of youth
They went flying around in the rain
And their feathers, once so fine, grew torn and tattered
And in the end they traded their tired wings
For the resignation that living brings
And exchanged love's bright and fragile glow
For the glitter and the rouge
And in the moment they were swept before the deluge
Now let the music keep our spirits high
And let the buildings keep our children dry
Let creation reveal it's secrets by and by
By and by--
When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky"
That verse and chorus in particular.
Rochndil, who has about all of Jackson's work, even the recent "ehh" stuff...
This reminds me of one of my favorite songs, "Before the Deluge," by Jackson Browne (Late for the Sky).
"Some of them knew pleasure
And some of them knew pain
And for some of them it was only the moment that mattered
And on the brave and crazy wings of youth
They went flying around in the rain
And their feathers, once so fine, grew torn and tattered
And in the end they traded their tired wings
For the resignation that living brings
And exchanged love's bright and fragile glow
For the glitter and the rouge
And in the moment they were swept before the deluge
Now let the music keep our spirits high
And let the buildings keep our children dry
Let creation reveal it's secrets by and by
By and by--
When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky"
That verse and chorus in particular.
Rochndil, who has about all of Jackson's work, even the recent "ehh" stuff...
within the dark flutter of feathers made of obsidian, I see a brother perched in a darkness that looms. His eyes sad with the weight of that apon his heart. He knows much and yearns to know more, ever searching, ever learning. He is brother to I for my wings and midnight darkness shine the same, blinding others of my own darkness hidden within my breast, ever shadowed and covered if my own sorrow. But in that knowing, those who share a bond of likeness and pain share a shine so brilliant that the sun its self shields its eyes from its own reflection. Take pride, my brethren, for amongst the darkness that we bring, we are beacons of light and hope in the shadow of death.
good looking raven. Nice think feathers making it look a bit scraggly. Reminds me of a real raven I saw that way. I like the layering effect on the feathers. It adds a nice ridged look to them like the bristles could come apart. Darkness for the background fits the raven quite well. AS to the dark poem, works for me.
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