Iris staring out of cold hollow

Hoots echo, freezing prey

Frenzied flapping causing skitters

Amongst the fallen autumn leaves

Silhouetted wings glide through

New birthed moonlit sky

Proudly showing her majesty

In glory of the moons powerful trinity

Sleek, not a feather out of place

She pounces on prey

Praying majestically in thanks

To the powerful 3 who brought her

Life through lunar cycle

Ebbing and flowing

Casting tides and light and darkness

Upon our lovely Gaia

Who holds his life firm to him

Floating beneath goddesses feat

Basking in her love

Returning to her every cycle

Hunt after hunt

Feeding the midnight owl

The fowl of wisdom