Of Each Foggy Night

She is a beautiful starry night

Her lands shrouded with fog;

And her fog causes us sorrow and delight

For the next day to come.

And she washes away his troubles

For he appears when the sun comes out;

Thrilling, yet willing

He comes into her clean residence.

They dance at twilight

Cleaned by the fog of her feathers at night

Before the next dawn when they dance again.

The Raven Observes

A young man asks a girl to dance the waltz.  Meanwhile in the background, the raven observes them and  holds a pen, showing its intelligence and curiousness as it watches the things that go on about the species of human beings.