Owl Medicine

There are many moments in my life where the owl has come to me. I was travelling thru Costa Rica a few years back, on a bus to the Pacific coast. It was approaching sunset while I was gazing out at the jungle lush landscape. A large white owl swooped down from a tall tree and followed the path of the bus for. It glided along for enough time to imprint on me. When it left it took the path of a rainbow, arching over the speeding vehicle and offering one last glimpse from the windows across the aisle.

Please enjoy this curated piece of poetry and open licensed images to honor an animal with so much folk lore:

"On the winding path
I continued to follow
An owl sat perched
Old tree remain hollow

Its eyes were wide
Piercing through me
Claws dug in
To the barren tree

Hoot hoot hoot
A steady beat
Inviting me
To take a seat

Under the owl
I took my place
Reached for a stick
To trace

My name in the mud
Rummaged through my bag
Began to take
Yet another drag

Turning to ashes
I was in the night
Under the owl
It felt just right."

Poem by Victoria Ruth

images
https://pixabay.com/en/owl-snow-snow-owl-bird-forest-3184032/
https://pixabay.com/en/nature-night-bird-star-owl-3160405/
https://pixabay.com/en/barn-owl-bird-owl-nature-wildlife-1107397/
https://pixabay.com/en/owl-bird-predator-branch-nature-1834152/
https://pixabay.com/en/owl-camouflage-wildlife-1576572/

-Natural World