Old Friend Owl

Agto Nugroho at Unsplash

 

Wingspan larger than a thousand years,

one loose feather swirling down to Earth,

stirring salt in life’s primordial

soup.

 

Lending stealth and voice to Harriet,

sheltering her in night’s fearsome grace,

recognizing kindred flight for life’s

sake.

 

Mistress of the dark domain, Owl swoops

in silence, guards the sleeping soul until

the dawn, sun shatters cover, piercing light

shines.

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