Blood owl

no eagle
smaller
unimpressive

you do not see it
or do not want to see

relief
tranquillisation

when the waves beat storm
and the inner maelstrom
wants to raven me

the blood for my owl remains
how it flows
as if to reassure
my existence

I am still alive
there is still life within me
it flows

my owl
you are so far away
too far

I want to fly with you
free
freed

and though the courage is missing
to jettison the burden off my shoulders