I find my truth

In feather and bone

In the release and

Surrender of jaw

Softening of body

Over heavenly green

I hear the hoot

Of the owl

As I enter

The hidden path

Finding bones

The left jaw of

A rabbit

On a stump

I cross the threshold

Stomach tightened

As I ruminate

And digest the past

Air shifts with

Wings in flight

The owl perches

Eyes meeting mine

Then she flies off

After delivering the

Message of

Transformation

Six crow feathers

Litter the trail

One right after

Another

Thoughts of future

In line with spirit

Energy lifts in

A visceral release

As I hear her hoot

Signaling the exit

I leave the dark

Forest behind

But the wisdom remains

Inside me