The Wise Owl

The Wise Owl

The wise owl sits and sees,

Forest whispers in the breeze.

With every night, a new tale spun,

Guiding all until the dawn has come.

Softly hooting, wise and slow,

Teaching us what we should know.

In the quiet, truths reside,

The wise owl’s heart, our gentle guide.

In shadowed woods where dreams take flight,

He watches over the still of night.

With every glance, a secret shared,

Reminding us that he has cared.

His feathers blend with the darkened air,

A symbol of wisdom, calm and rare.

Through tangled branches, he finds his way,

Lighting paths where we may stray.

So let us learn from his patient grace,

In the silence, find our place.

With a heart that's open, and vision clear,

We, too, can soar and conquer fear.