The Owl

THE OWL Seeing far and wide Patiently awaiting He plans The movement of his head Is measured and silent Built for stealth it stays still Listening in stereo Swinging his head from side to side Seeing deep into the dark Perched like a ghost On a moonlit night He hoots Announcing to the night His dominance of the dark None but he rules the twilight None but he sings so forlornly None but he is majestic yet unseen Voles beware Your nemesis is on duty Your rustles will betray you Your whispers will inform on you A highly successful predator The master of the night Never goes hungry Nothing can escape This feathered reaper of The silent night