Through Eyes

Snow Owl












Through Eyes

Owl's see through the film, through the muck of deceit and lies.
Knowing you immediately... you can't get past them.
They are knowledge, holders of precious secrets.
Old souls.
Winged angels of the night perched high, one with the moon and sky.
Calling out into the darkness... fierce and wise.
Penetrating the soul with large, beautiful orbs.
What is it that you see in me?
I am ready to be judged.
Spread your wings and look into my eyes.
Sit beyond my bedroom window and guard me from the night.
Be my totem... you leave me mystified.

Dana
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