Original artwork description:

It waits in solitude,
without a stir of feathers.
Glares straight in my soul,
and leaves a mark.
Its rapturous claws
are burning the pine branch.
It watches me with such curiosity,
but it's curiosity does not kill the cat.
It holds a crafty beak,
yet its intelligence holds great power.
A scavenger of the sky and land,
with an urge to play.
Never mind the owl, or the eagle,
The crow breeds intelligence with a playful flavor.

Materials used:

golden acrylics, canvas