I was once walking down a path
When I saw an owl
He was looking at me;I was looking at him
I felt weirdly less full of wrath
Nay a smile nay a scowl
Came on my face
His yellow eyes were full of.. Thoughtfulness
Eyes, full of ancient wisdom
And knowledge
And so we sat conversing
Neither laughing; nor crying
Just like two old friends catching up
He stayed with me and we did sup
He was akin to a mystic creature
And at last
His time with me came to an end
He flew away, his wings flapping noiselessly in the night sky
And I sat thinking