'The Raven' -  Fine Art acrylic painting on Gallery Wrapped Heavy Duty Canvas (100% Cotton Duck Archival Quality) sealed with resin - "36x48x1.5" 
 
I Hear The Raven Sing
 
I can hear the raven sing,
I can hear the raven sing,
He calls out my name,
I can hear the raven sing,

He calls out to me,
His song is singing in the wind,
I can hear the raven sing,
Thunder breaks a silent moment,
Then he calls out my name,
A spiritual glow envelops,
Medicine power develops,
As the raven sings,

A rainbow doubled,
My minds not troubled,
As I hear the raven sing,
It’s time to go home,
My ancestors wait for me,
The welcome hand is extended,
My place around the council fire reserved,
I hear the raven sing,
There, all that was, is preserved,
And the message of the raven heard.
My Vision my Dream.
 
Poem by Osceola Birdman Waters.