The low beeping of the hospital machine could be faintly heard. Eventually, off in the far distance, an alarm alerted nurses and doctors to his darkened room, as the patient closed his eyes in deep sleep.
Meanwhile, a raven awakes from slumber, to the beeping of a trash truck reversing. It blinks its eyes, first in confusion, and then fully alert, stretching its wings wide, in wonder. What a glorious day to soar high. A breeze rumples the newspaper on a driveway, headlined with:
“Johnny Cash Dead at 71”
The raven begins its journey, gliding over lawns and trees in the bright sunshine. It’s destination: Every where. He will forever be the man in black, “traveling every road in this here land.”
#writephoto Thursday challenge / using the raven photo