The Crows and Me

Another older piece from 2011

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A crow named Kashikoi and his three crow friends stopped on a nearby branch to “caw” my attention. “What is it you want my black suited annoyance?” I unwittingly said. They “cawed” in unison once more and wisdom said:The Crows and Me
By: Josh Nieubuurt

"watching a bird in flight is worth more than gold. Walking within our domain you can free your soul. The earth’s humble soil is free but it can give you all you need. Away from the streets, cars, planes, lights and busy sounds we alone can offer you what must be found."

I thought for a moment, putting the notion of a talking crow aside and spoke:

"But how could this be? The world I know thrashes about conquering all. We mold the earth, build towers to pierce the sky. We capture imagination and ransom it’s genius by constructing our will! This is not your domain but ours."

Kashikoi shuffled it’s feathers -looked at me side to side- then spoke once more:

"All that you have is ours as well. It was ours before and it will be ours again. The air we breathe, the water we drink, the cold and heat we bear equally. You take from the ground and build into the sky…we simply fly.

Watching a bird in flight is worth more than inky black gold. Our songs are many and timeless. Yet we share them together both you and we. If you think you possess then you are a fool indeed. For life is an ocean of energy barely separating you and me. You should see nature is both you and me.”

At that he and his three comrades “cawed” one final time and took flight.