observe and learn
A mother owl's gentle hooting whispers wisdom to her fledgling, a symphony of guidance and love that echoes through the silence of the forest
On an ancient oak, sits a mother with her child
whispering gold lessons, timeless and wild
her voice hoarse and soft as the night sky
“Listen well dear”, she breathes with a sigh
“silence is wisdom, your steadfast friend,
present when all other voices end
silence speaks volumes to wandering fools
who mask their faces with hollow rules
observe, and miracles will unfold
speak less, see more, let wisdom take hold
on this old oak watch and learn,
how faces hide truths and secrets churn”
