Give me ravens of midnight
wings,
In which to mantle
my old dreams,
Light me in moons of
a million nights,
That place where I
go to kneel & pray,
Serenade me with howling
of wolves,
So that I too may sing
with the stars,
Before my feet, lay
me paths of forests,
So that when lost,
I may find my way,
In these gifts, I´ll
hear the voice of God,
And I shall know that
I am truly blessed.
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