Free Spirit

I felt like walking on a sleepless night,

under dark skies with bright moonlight.

Above in the air flew a White Snow Owl,

sending the screech of it’s mating call.

It flapped strong wings with such grace.

His beauty put a smile on my face.

Then formed a tear in my eye,

as I watched the owl in the sky.

It called several times as it flew.

Then, deep in my soul, I surely knew

that this Majestic Owl I did see,

was circling my head reminding me.

I closed my eyes and ascended in air

with this mystical owl absent of care.

I felt his wings caressing my face,

suddenly knowing a long lost place.

My spirit was alive absent of care

as I  soared with memories in the air.

I opened my eyes, saw him fly away,

to  infinite skies, I would join someday.
Stanley Victor Paskavich