Crow:

Crow: The Emissary of Justice

Wings of black, bearing signs of fate,
Descending to Earth, a silent mandate.
From filth and remains, it draws a line,
Restoring balance by nature’s design.

Perched on roofs or ancient trees,
It reads the world’s quiet decrees.
In its cry echoes the voice of time,
Whispers of truth in rhythm and rhyme.

No garland seeks, nor praise or name,
Still walks the path of duty’s flame.
The crow — a symbol, firm and grand,
Of the Lord of Justice’s unseen hand.

GR kaviyoor 
18 07 2025

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