Expect the swan
When winter departs
A call at dusk
A response at dawn

Expect the Raven every day
Heard but not seen
Darkness in the voice
Light under the wings

Behold - the Swan is black
Gliding in the light of the sky
Different in form from voice
Essence hidden in blind sight
In the brightest light lies the dark
In the deepest dark grows the light

The swan departs
Wings at dusk
Form in the distance

The raven stays
One day or anothеr
Its form to reveal

Wait for the swan
Bеfore she appears

Behold, the Raven is white
Gliding in the dark of the sky
Different in form from voice
Essence hidden in blind sight
In the brightest light lies the dark
In the deepest dark grows the light