An Owl Alights

It came late this night (unless one prefers 'early this morning') gliding on smooth, silent wings to alight upon a crossed sign post. The sign post was at a smoothly rounded corner where two roads ended and did meet in their beginnings. It was the spot before which I was standing. It looked at me with a face eerily human. "I rejoice at your presence, baby" came from a silence within and around me. I sang and danced under the starlight with placid delight in the rejoicing of  presence of rejoicing at presence shared within me.
I look at my life and I do indeed see two roads meeting at ending and beginning in one smooth turning and joining. I see rejoicing in presence and smoothness/graceful ease in and with presence. I see this extending before me in the great distance with which the owl does see, into the darkness where only creatures familiar with and comfortable in the night are given to see.
Stacey B.