“Can grave and formal pass for wise, when Men the solemn Owl despise.” – Benjamin Franklin
“He respects Owl, because you can’t help respecting anybody who can spell TUESDAY, even if he doesn’t spell it right.” – A.A. Milne
Petit Chouette – Little Owl
Mon petit
Unscheduled arrival
Dans mon village
How brave you are
Gift of wayward youth
Brightening our day
*
Softness of your
Feathery down
Your eyes
Unused to sunlight
Body – delicate
Almost weightless
*
Warrior of the night
Caesar? Hannibal? Khan?
Unblinking
Gracefully clinging to
Edge of a container
Colors muted, fragile
*
Oh winged oracle
Benediction in flight
Your visit long
Remembered
Your eyes aglow
Wisdom of the night
*
Bisous,
Léa
Post script: For those who read yesterday’s post on http://foundinfrance.wordpress.com our little visitor has been reunited with his family who nest in some trees in the village. At least one adult owl was heard at three this morning to take this young one home.
poetry, photos and musings oh my! 
Inspired….and lovely!
Merci! And our intrepid wander has been reunited with the family! Such a brief visit but already missed.
Beautiful pic and lovely poem – what a wonderful way to be inspired 🙂
Thank you Polly! It was inspiring and I won’t soon forget the visit. 🙂
@”Wisdom of the night” – simply excellent, chère amie… ❤
Merci beaucoup! xxx
owls are such fascinating and beautiful creatures… i’m glad this one found their way back home to their fam… such a lovely story..
Beautiful poem in honour of your little visitor Lea! I’m so pleased he/she has been reunited with family. And the quote by AA Milne has made my morning and it has now led me to thinking of other wonderful quotes by him! 😊 ️xx
Thank you Christine. I thought of you when writing out that Milne quote. 🙂 xxx
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Love it and now you have something to remember that gorgeous bird.
Thank you Kath. Not that I could forget it. I haven’t forgotten the one I saw as a child and we won’t go into how long ago that was… 😉
Lovely, both the poem and the photo. What a magical experience. Blessings everywhere when we value them.
Thank you Eileen. It is one of those all too brief encounters that remains with you forever.