Into The Night, a poem by Glen Gales at Spillwords.com

Into The Night

Into The Night

written by: Glen Gales

 

Billions of stars shine their light on billions of snowflakes nested tight.
An owl hoots but isn’t seen.
Unfolds his wings then leaves his tree
He soars silently as he goes, above little houses, in little rows
Wisps of smoke rise up to him, lights wink out… they’re tucking in

The moon is fat, the land is bright, the hunt should be a breeze tonight
Pressing air with a mighty flap, the owl glides forth; not looking back
The houses shrink as the view below reveals a meadow deep in snow
As sparkles twinkle on the field, his piercing eyes search for a meal

Suddenly his gaze detects, a burst of movement to his left
He turns and slowly spirals down…

A cottontail is on the ground!

She hops along atop the white, long shadow cast by stark moonlight

Then abruptly stops. And sits upright…
Her whiskers still… her ears stretched tight…

She listens to… faint jingling bells… high above the majestic owl

Rabbit darts back to her den

Owl spirals back up again

A glowing light as red as roses gently descends upon the houses

Although it is quite far from here, owl recognizes deer
With keen eyesight, he spies a sleigh
And a portly man; with a large red bag

To the wise old owl ’tis a puzzling sight
So he flies far off into the night…

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