Eurasian eagle owl

Beautiful night full of stars

Owls sit in the trees and listen

Wise are their eyes as they see

People come and go to watch them

As they sit and patiently wait

Their wisdom comes from silence

While they remain quiet and hungry

Waiting for the food to arrive

I look at their sight

To leave the treasure of food behind

Because I came to feed them

On the full moon night

Their wisdom is a hidden thrill

Beyond the capacity of sky that is still

Finally, I hear a voice loud and clear

That tells me to hold them close, near and dear.