A black raven soars up high,
Bringing hope across the sky.
It sees the world with shining eyes,
And whispers dreams that never die.

A darker crow, with doubts so deep,
Believes that darkness is all to keep.
But the other flies on, free and bright,
Reminding us of love’s true light.

One sees the night, the other the day,
Together they carry hope on their way.
Even dark and wise ravens teach us how,
To see the world with open hearts now.