A soft caw from a raven,
echoes in my haven.
It calls my name,
only to get silence in return.
I just want to hear it,
ever so softly let it ring in my ears.
For today will be my last day,
it calls me to the dark place.
I shall join it across the river Styx,
in a place where I will never mix.
My soul still wanders,
through this desolate place.
For the raven calls,
And I must follow.