Yes, feathers on the sidewalk

Wings flapping, flapping

Black across the void - messenger

Yes, I’m listening

Yes, it’s there;

Yes the wind is changing

Yes the sound is stronger

Yes the sky is widening

Yes the storm clouds thunder;

feathers on the sidewalk, blowing, yes

the message they told, yes

listening, yes hearing

Yes the fire birds smolder

Yes the ash falls longer

the burning inquiry, yes

the rumbling meaning, yes

the message is leaving

Yes, hearing seeing

Yes, listening;

Black across the void, messenger

Yes, black

Yes, away

Yes, strange

Yes, welcome

Yes, listening, promise, hearing, yes

the rain moon rising, yes

the dew fog dying, yes

the stone clouds rolling

Yes, the thunderbirds tolling

I do so love automatic writers. New Orleans is going to be interesting.