The Call of the Morning Owl
I awoke to pray my morning prayer, and heard the call of the morning owl.
It continued to call, signaling its ritual for the end of the previous night.
As it hid amongst the trees, its presence was calming as I placed my foregead to the ground.
Just as I have heard its presence but never have seen the morning owl,
I know too that my Lord exists, and I pray on.















