briglx
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6 months ago “A wise old owl lived in an oak, The more he saw, the less he spoke; The less he spoke, the more he heard; Why aren’t we all like that wise old bird?”
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briglx
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6 months ago “A wise old owl lived in an oak, The more he saw, the less he spoke; The less he spoke, the more he heard; Why aren’t we all like that wise old bird?”
Consider an owl. Talk less see more.
In the moonlit night, the owl sits tall, Seeing all, but speaking small. With eyes that gleam, wise and deep, His silence holds the secrets we seek.
In the quiet of dusk, the owl takes flight, He listens keenly, learning from the night. For in silence, wisdom's treasures keep, Speak less, listen more, and secrets you'll reap.High in the trees, the owl's perch secure, He hears the whispers, lessons pure. Speaking little, his wisdom does preach, Listen more than you talk, lessons reach.Beneath the stars, the owl's gaze keen, He observes the world, tranquil and serene. In the hush, wisdom's echoes find, Listen first, speak softly, to wisdom bind.With feathers soft and eyes so bright, The owl watches, in the still of night. For in silence, wisdom's roots run deep, Listen more, talk less, secrets to keep.On silent wings, the owl takes flight, In the dark, he sees with insight. Speak less, listen more, his silent creed, In stillness, wisdom's whispers heed.