i woke to the voices of unseen crows at 3:03 ante meridiem

crying out, cawing out

i know the voices of my dear familiars,

and this is unnatural

unsettling an already-unsettled human woman

these crows see me unsettled on my feet

the gods see me unsettled in my dreams

crying out, calling out in my wilderness

i sit here in this dark room in my white chair by this open window looking south into the black night

across the unseen meadow i know to be there

into the unseen woods i know to be there

/ but what else, who else, is present that is unknown and unseen?

i sing an unbroken chant for the unseen, unsettled crows this night

i once sung a lost, unseen dog home,

i called a nameless, unseen god in, and down to earth, unselfishly

and the god answered my song

and i felt my unseen force, for the first time

oh, unseen Sun, who i know to be there

come,

rise, see and settle us, all