Cry of The Owl

Nae's Nest —  January 27, 2014 — Leave a comment

 Cry of The Owl

The cry of the owl

Sorrowful, it was

He had a message

He wanted to be heard

I strained very hard

Trying to listen

Not only with my ears

But with my heart

And instinct too

Something wasn’t right

If only I could understand

To the owl, I beckoned

As I lifted a handful of Earth

To God, I prayed

As I allowed the soil

To fall in dismay

Perhaps the Earth

Will speak to me

Perhaps she will

Help me

To help the owl

To be free

The Earth be concerned too

I know she loves the owl

The owl learns much wisdom

When he takes a long journey

He always share his tales

With the Earth, the wind

And with the sky

While he soars

Through the vast skies

Renee Robinson

Nae's Nest


I find myself "Dancing With Cancer", problem is...I can't dance. I stumble, bumble, and get pulled along. To keep my sanity, (humor me), I write short stories, a journal, musings and poetry....just about anything goes.

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