Raven Wings Poem

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On wings of ebony, dark and sleek,
The raven soars with a mystique.
Its feathers glisten with an iridescent sheen,
As it traverses the skies, regal and serene.
A creature of darkness, with eyes so bright,
Its call echoes through the starry night.
With wings that carry it o'er fields and glades,
It's a symbol of wisdom in ancient shades.
In folklore and myth, a harbinger of fate,
An omen of change or impending weight.
Its black plumes hold secrets untold,
As it soars high, both bold and bold.
But beyond the myths, a marvel of flight,
A creature of beauty, against the light.
With feathers like ebony, a midnight cloak,
The raven wings in elegance evoke.
So, let us marvel at its grace,
As it soars in the sky, a celestial chase.
Raven wings, a symbol of mystery,
A creature of wonder, throughout history.