The owl can see with wide and narrow view
Focuses that poets and artists knew.
The broad sweep on the canvas makes a place
Where details and designs can have their space.
What God endowed the owl with such excess;
And all her progeny to enjoy bliss?
Is evolution but a narrow miss?
What exquisite accident made this?
Eagles,hawks and owls must kill to eat.
No blandishments nor kindness make them sweet.
What God could make an Eden this deceit;
Where lambs are snatched up while their mothers bleat
So God himself destroys to fill his leisure;
Such fearsome revelations show his measure.
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It’s like summer
Beautiful. Have a lovely weekend xxx
Thanks so much,Janet.. what lovely sunshine we’ve had in London and how it makes our hearts sing with joy.Hope you too have super weekend
Amen to that:):) and more to come xxx