Saturday, September 12, 2009


Their gazes are sharp,

Intensified by wisdom passed down generations,

Firm with unshakable strength drawn from passage through time.

They demand respect.

Sometimes, fear and awe even.

Nothing escapes,

The watchful eyes of the owls,

The wisest of them all.

Unless, they are on a break ...

Or on a high ...


1 comment:

Ann said...

OMG I wasn't expecting that picture at the end there, that is so funny. Thanks for my first laugh of the day, Love it