A Wise Sage Owl Prophecy
Owl queen sees the virginal fowl flying into the night
He is a glorious bird, a wise one, sage, a marvelous sight.
Landing gently on her arm, he shows her empathetic might.
She knows in that moment the forest will be all right.
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