Snowy Owl, Photo © Bob Atkins
The white owl comes in mystery, neither door nor window a necessity, bringing light of northern snows, through night's silence where darkness goes. The white in gentle form appears, fulfills the dream— eyes ancient, clear. Wings translucent in silent spread, eyes meet, dive down: not one word said.
© 1996 Leslye Layne Russell
Snowy photo used with gracious permission from Bob Atkins.