Magician's Smile

A Raven sent to watch the Magician

as he rides.

I'll keep all our secrets she said,

then she cried.

From moss on gazebo she perched

and looked on.

Watched for love in her mind,

body and song.

So intent was her gaze the love

could not miss.

All that was captured, kept, not

forgotten or dismissed.

The Magician rode past and was

right in his mind.

Past, present and beyond his will,

not confined.

The Raven was sure with all

she had seen.

That this was the place where her

heart had last been.

Jill Fitz 2013

This is the only picture on my site that is not my own. Sent by a friend.