The Wise Bird
Those eyes
Of the old owl
Open when stars awake
Tarry in peace in taproot trees
Around the absence of colorless nights
A warble of the question whooo...
Solemn and wise thinking
Nocturnal thoughts
Watching
Copyright © Johnny Sumler | Year Posted 2006
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