Owl
Silent night sister,
is your hunting done?
you sit in perfect calm
catching each one
of the silent stars
that hang in the sky
like eyes, still and watching
the silent night go by.
Have you no nest to retire to?
Or are you happy to sit
in the sleeping forest,
unwatched, moonlit.
What wisdom would you,
if you could, share
with you silent night sister
who also sits there?
We may both be different,
I live in the light,
but here we both sit,
observing the night.
Stay silent, my sister,
it's probably best
that the wisdom you hold
is never shared with the rest.
Copyright © Marchioness Of Mock Turtles | Year Posted 2008
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