Owls Looking Into the Dark
Owls Looking Into The Dark
Sleepy Dreams - owls looking into the dark
sights imagined but can never touch
Glory and truth both, so brutally stark
images of great future Hope and such
Dances flowing in thoughts this mind relays
blood drying on a loose, tumbling rock
Desires the sad Soul fears and betrays
ship calmly resting at a favorite dock
Night gifts such sweet, brilliant views
A life wearing her gift of golden shoes!
Robert J. Lindley, 06-24-2015
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015
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