The owls are at play
Tonight as they strike
With cunning precision
And knowledge as they
Claim their prize and
Prey always knowing
With their giant and
Knowing and ancient
Eyes seeing everything
Both physical and
Mystical as they
Peer into the night
As they peer into
The day their eyes
Know the truth of it
All as they soar into
The sky and find
Refuge during the
Day only to come
Out at night to play
In their moonlit
Playground as
They navigate
The Stars and Moon
As she plays with
Her children of the night
When the animals and
The owls come out the
Moon is at her happiest
And she smiles at the
Owls as they owls
Knowingly smile
Back at her as she
Softly illuminates
All to see for their
Eyes to perceive to
Their prize and
Their prey as the
Owls begin their
Dangerous play
And when they are
Done and the Moon
Has set once again
In her beautiful nest
In the sky the owls
Once again retreat to
Their nests on the Earth
To return to play with
The Moon once again