What's a book? Is it a narrative, a story? A tale? Possibly it's just an excuse to share a dream, a vision and a tool to fire up a revolution in the hidden passages of our mind. Perhaps this one is a prayer that we do evolve into a species that actually cares about each other more then we desire to accumulate 'things'. Into the night flies an elder crow speaking the voice of the earth mother. What takes place next is an epic journey of the soul as humanity and nature face one another in the form of the man narrating the story and our bird tribe brother. Page by page we witness the unfolding...