The day has drawn to a close, Father Sun has bid his adieu, and the Mother begins to slow down from the day's frenetic pace. In the darkness, where sky and horizon merge into one continuous blend of nothingness, there appears the slightest hint of impending blue Light. Suddenly, the desert floor and rocky crags that jut above the landscape, are illuminated by She, the Moon, as it breaks above the distant horizon. Long shadows are cast on the far side of each rock outcropping, producing pockets of complete darkness and mystery. The remaining landscape is illuminated by the blue light, the overall effect producing a ghostly 3-dimensional scene. Amidst the shadows and outcroppings, higher up on one craggy outcropping, there appear two shadowy forms. Difficult, at first, to distinguish from the other irregularly shaped shadows and lights, it becomes apparent that two ravens sit quietly side by side, observing the scene below. Both the birds scarcely move, blending into the moonlit landscape, unnoticed. Occasionally, the forms flutter slightly as they adjust their wings or turn to gaze behind them. They both exist in complete comfort with the other, as if they have known each other for centuries. Each bird seems to know the other, before any overt motion is taken. As a brief ray of moonlight hits them, it can be plainly seen that both birds have existed for some time, small scars showing thru the glistening blue/blackness of their feathers. These birds have experienced much, but, still sit quietly, absorbing the peace and tranquility of the night. The peace of observing the rest of the world in its fitful sleep. The birds enjoy life, in the utter simplicity of the sleeping desert floor, while most others rest in escape from the past day's activity.

The domain of the ravens' secular experience lies scattered about on the surface below them. At one time, earlier in their worldly lives, their Universe extended unbroken from one edge of what they now surveyed to the other, one contiguous expanse of playground. In the time since their awareness grew, the desert floor had been divided up by fences and roads, constructed by other beings laying claim to small parcels of the surface of the Earth Mother. The extent of apparent division of the surface can be counted by the number of lights dotting the landscape, each light signifying another back yard porch light turned on by surface beings trying to beat back the mystery and fear of the shadows created in areas where the light can not reach. Prior to their union, each bird flew the circumference of their Universe, calling, knowing the other existed, but not knowing which direction to turn. Their paths ultimately crossed, and the union was formed. In the end, the ravens fly above the fences and roads, noticing only that the surface bound creatures are now constrained by the fractionalized countryside.