Petit Chouette / Little Owl – poem

“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

Petit Chouette

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.

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About Léa

A wanderer who has found home and herself in the South of France.
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15 Responses to Petit Chouette / Little Owl – poem

  1. Inspired….and lovely!

  2. Polly says:

    Beautiful pic and lovely poem – what a wonderful way to be inspired 🙂

  3. Mél@nie says:

    @”Wisdom of the night” – simply excellent, chère amie… ❤

  4. claudia says:

    owls are such fascinating and beautiful creatures… i’m glad this one found their way back home to their fam… such a lovely story..

  5. 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

  6. Love it and now you have something to remember that gorgeous bird.

    • Léa says:

      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… 😉

  7. Eileen says:

    Lovely, both the poem and the photo. What a magical experience. Blessings everywhere when we value them.

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