A wise Old Owl

There is a poem that comes to my mind that I had learned when I was teenager. It wasn't because I had to learn it for school but because of a neighbor that I had gotten to know. He was and still is a deeply devoted Christian and it was he who got me to memorize it. It goes something like this...

A wise old Owl sat in an oak,

The more he saw, the less he spoke.

The less he spoke, the more he heard,

Why can't we all be like that old bird.

 

 

But he added more to it:

 

God gave us two eyes to see more,

Two ears to hear more and one mouth to speak less.

 

The last part of the poem is to tell us as Christians that we are to use our eyes to see more of God's beauty and his hand in creation. To use our ears to hear his Spoken word to us and our one mouth to speak less because we can do so much damage to our fellow human beings. We use words not only to lift some one up but we also use them for hateful and destructive things.

 

It is indeed that we can use it in these terms not only as Christians but also as just plain human beings as well. Not only that but also as writers ourselves. Especially as writers/ authors. We sit around and we think up new stories to tell each and every day because that's who we are. We sit on our perches like the Wise Old Owls in the poems, we watch everything around us and hear everything around us while we remain quite. You can never know what we can come up with just by doing what the owls do.