when the owl calls, it is more

than its sunken shadow

it is stripped raw, vulnerable

with a history

of hurt

that is why it is wise

 

when the owl calls, it is desperate

for companionship

yet content on its own

wanting not

overcome

sensually aware

to get what it can, while it can

likely to break while still

learning to fly

that is why it is wise

 

when the owl calls, it is more

than freedom but

shelter and warmth

fighting for survival with

the cry of a child

that is why it is wise

 

when the owl calls, it is never alone

it is alive with its land

seeking balance

in a fragile eco-system

screeching for help

with a howl in the wild

searching through darkness

a soul for life

that is why it is wise