Who

A visitor, not large, not small, silently flies around the corner of our house

Not too high over the deck he soars

He peers at us

No sound, no fanfare, no warning

Just grace in a simple, co-existing glance

I wish all April eves in the snow mist dusk produced such a thrilling event

In this vicious world of assaults on humanity, the gifts of 

serene sightings seem few, but intensely needed

Thank you, barred owl

Until we meet again

#feelingserene #snowmist #April