3. his world
the owl is calling to me
out there in the darkness
he pulls me away
from my sofa & comfort zone
to listen in wonderment
to his call of the wild
maybe he sees me
through the rain
silhouetted in the doorway
from his perch high in a tree,
and when I sleep
he’ll silently glide down
into my dreams
and I’ll find myself awake
at the top of a tree
watching a shadowy figure
in a distant doorway.