The Owl is a Wild Thing

The Owl is a Wild Thing - Celebrating Wildlife Day Illustrations on Night Cafe https://creator.nightcafe.studio/collection/XVQzMqGDDqoiis9eihZg Watch on YouTube https://youtu.be/ep-Y36I7sng Watch on TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@artelisabeth/video/7410560263314836767 Downhill I came, hungry, and yet not starved; Cold, yet had heat within me that was proof Against the North wind; tired, yet so that rest Had seemed the sweetest thing under a roof. Then at the inn I had food, fire, and rest, Knowing how hungry, cold, and tired was I. All of the night was quite barred out except An owl’s cry, a most melancholy cry The owl is a wild thing We are wild things too Instinct in me Instinct in you Eat when you are hungry Sleep when you are tired We are all wild things It is how we are wired Shaken out long and clear upon the hill, No merry note, nor cause of merriment, But one telling me plain what I escaped And others could not, that night, as in I went. And salted was my food, and my repose, Salted and sobered, too, by the bird’s voice Speaking for all who lay under the stars, Soldiers and poor, unable to rejoice. The owl is a wild thing We are wild things too Instinct in me Instinct in you Eat when you are hungry Sleep when you are tired We are all wild things It is how we are wired We only stress and strain When our nature we disdain Be the wild thing you are And watch your visions flower