The Owl
it hoots gracing highways of night air.
It whispers as caretaker of the tree lined forest,
that vibrates below starry sky.

Melodies penetrates even the ant
who gains shelter under leaf to be rocked to sleep.
Sounds expand as aliens in earths space take notice.

The owl it shares voice releases blessings
in manors of sagacious keenness
with eyes fixated
ready to gather pray.
Its crystal ball eyes become like globe carrying wisdom
for those night creatures seeking psychic visions.

The owl
gift of Mother Gia destined to in-hanse ears
for perhaps a poetic tune  to be born.
Born to stir a thought opened
inside the mind of sleepless night.