I Am An Owl

Who can change what it is to be me?

The owl, hidden there in a night’s beauty,

a beauty that most don’t even try to see.

 I am a deceiver in the shadows

who can show you a different light,

and open your eyes, once closed.

Come nearer. I am not known to bite;


there is nothing here to be afraid of.

Who is just your friend in the night?

In darkness, who will hear my call?

I may be wise for my age at times,

though I never claim to know it all.

My voice is heard; still I go unseen.

Tell me who is magical and mystical,

and yet, all things in between?

Written By Kelly Deschler

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