Disclosing his position with a haunting rodomontade,
procuring dominion of the night,
the elusive owl sits
outlined by the luminous, cinnabar moon,
framed by branches of the willowy Keurboom.

An ancient woman shivers at the sound,
shielding her ears from the last summons.

A young woman strains and with a final effort
gives to the world a new noisy life.

Miraculous mundane miracle of living.

With a tilt of head
the nocturnal raptor spreads its lunar-lit wings
and flies away