Evolution of Sorts

It was only a matter of time 
now Raven is back
he's siting on my windowsill 
somber  feathers of black 
this time it is different 
because I already know 
so I told my raven
that he could now go 
he said in a whisper
"oh come now be strong,
everything has its end 
and one day will be gone" 
and as I turned to see the sunlight 
the sunlight that shone...

I looked down on the garden 
and saw a magnificent swan.