Two Owls

Two Owls

Two owls filled the valley with sound, like ink

dropped in water 

spreading their tales of voles

and justice

one, then 

the other rose 

into moon-stained air

riding on northbound currents

like feathered whales, vibrating 

with songs of home

everywhere both particle

and wave

bending in an arc toward 

balance

one, then 

two sentinels of slipstream

they beckoned from a world irrefutable

and paradoxically

just 

out of sight.