The Unseen Guardian

Darkness has fallen, 

The moon, high above, spills its light, 

Filtering through the trees and transforming 

The forest below into a realm of ethereal glow. 

 

On silent wings, I drift through the trees, 

My soft, silver-tipped feathers barely making a sound. 

My eyes are keen, allowing me to see 

All the secrets that the night holds. 

 

A few more moments of silent flight, 

And I will see what I have 

Been searching for this night. 

 

Then, what I seek appears--

At first, a faint glow 

Gleaming softly through the branches. 

 

Upon closer approach, a cabin 

Can clearly be seen-- 

A cozy cabin, its chimney puffing a 

Wisp of smoke, carrying the scent of pine and hearth. 

 

Perching silently upon a branch near a window, 

I peer in, searching for the one I have 

Come to see. Years have passed 

Since I began to keep watch over you. 

 

Then, a flicker in the window-- 

A movement slight--

Confirms my vigil's purpose. 

 

Unaware, you move within the gentle light, 

Oblivious to the watchful eyes above. 

I am meant to keep watch over you, 

Protecting you from shadows that creep,  

From whispers of doubt, and from whatever harm I can. 

 

Almost always unnoticed, 

But not always unheard, 

A rustle in the leaves, a gentle hoot in the night,  

Warning of dangers and whispering 

Of good things to come, like the promise of dawn 

 

You are unaware, but from the moment 

Of your birth, I was chosen to be your guardian, 

Your guide-- it is my duty to look after you. 

 

I take on these responsibilities with a 

Devoted heart, for this is my purpose in 

Life