Scattered Crow:

I was the first crow to be born
and the first to be torn apart –
every little piece of me

from liver to gizzard
from tail to black beak
every single feather scattered.

You see the darkness between
the stars? That’s me. There before
that ancient sea-crow Morfran-Afagddu.

I am the darkness behind everything – 
without, within, I lurk even where
the light enters your eyes.

And where are my eyes?
Everywhere! Numerous as possibilities.
Call upon me and with them I will help you see.

Do not endeavour to make me whole because
I am already one in my scatteredness.
The Gatherer of Souls will gather

the stars but never the darkness.
Do you feel the touch of my wings?
Do you feel the darkness in your retina?

Only when you close your eyes and scry
the blackness of the beginning will
you know Scattered Crow.