Wings

[artjewl]

First epic, super harsh rewrite attempt:

You were there, I heard you.
Subtle and soft at my back,
The branches left barren,
 just as I dare to glimpse. -- consider "The branches barren, I dare to glimpse."

You followed me, I felt you.
Creeping into the smallest corners of my life, -- how does the shadow/shade image connect to "wings"? If it's the shade of the wings, clarify that.
casting a cooling shade on my days, 
but stealing away at the edges of sight. -- For me, "stealing away" does not bring to mind flight or wings, but a more grounded movement.

Now you’ve come to the light,
Glistening feathers to be seen by all.
You are the crow come to make claim 
and you seek shadows no more.

I agree with makeshift that it seems you may have cut too much. Do you still intend to call the piece "Wings"? If so, consider bringing that image/metaphor back into the piece more.