Reincarnational Meeting

The owl opened his tired and bloody eyes to the new coming night

He flattered his strong wings and glided outside from the ruins he lived alone

The full moon illuminated the cemetery by squeaking through the clouds

Flying over the monastery reached the owl the cemetery

Tears were dropped onto the new grave which had black garland

Some sad man in black robes were leaving the cemetery sadly

Every night witnessed the owl a new body that came to this big cemetery

It was by his lonely house

He carried on his life watching this tragedy

This time he didn't have his every night breakfast from the insects and the small rats

Then he made another thing he made every night

He perched on the pine tree that saw his grave and waited for the midnight