The Sentinal

When the forest grows quiet

and the last light slips behind the trees,

the watchers awaken.

Wings outstretched beneath the dark moon,

the owl keeps her silent vigil—

a guardian between shadow and starlight.

Her porcelain face holds ancient knowing,

eyes that see what others miss.

At her heart rests the dark moon,

a stone of mystery and transformation.

Two golden topaz burn softly along her wings,

like embers guiding the way through the night.

She does not speak.

She simply watches.

And in her presence,

you remember—

you were never alone in the dark.

Fine and sterling silver. The face is a Porcelain by Laura Mears. Her body is carefully crafted from Dark Moon turquoise. On her wings are two golden topaz ovals. She hangs from an 18” sterling silver chain.