In the beginning, Man was alone.

Until to him Raven flown.

With a flutter of His wing,

A Wife for Man Raven did bring.

With hair of water grass,

And a heart made from glass,

Wife made Man merry.

And Raven was gone in a flurry.

Man and Wife had descendants,

Who now live without constants.

Living in fear of one another,

Praying to Raven to bring them together.

And further still they part,

Slowly loosing their beating heart.