Owl Medicine Summoning

I call to thee, O Great Night Eagle

Strong of wing, quick of flight,

Come to me quickly, under moonlight.

I summon thee to pierce the veil,

Sing to me clearly, the smallest detail,

Fly beyond and up into the Spirit world now

Retrieve every tiny piece my Soul will allow.

This is your mission, so dark, so profound

Back into the past, scattered around;

Fly quickly into that rotting black cell,

Then onto the tree where all ashes fell,

I send thee now, O Great Holy One,

Strong of wing, quick of flight,

Off away under the cloak of night,

When you return, come straight away,

I will be fuller, more whole by the light of day.

This is your mission; this is your song,

Sing to me clearly all night long.