eagle eye

see me and see you,

we are one

we are not two

you are me and me, you

for a moment stay quiet
and listen to the silence
if you close your eyes 

you'll see the vibrations

be witness to your breath

listen to your heart, listen to mine

for in our surroundings

we are one

i am the eagle soaring
and i tilt my crown and look

down onto and atops of trees

upon the faces of mountains

and the flow of the rivers

running into the seas

the golden warm eye watches me

then turns crimson before it rests

upon the edge of my Earthly abode
pulls a blanket of darkness over it
and then flicks on pinpricks of
lights onto and upon my sky as they
twinkle around the moon, the night
watchman’s eye

i stop to rest my wings.

unfurl my talons onto my nest

and then reflect upon my flight

where my dreams are of the tops

of trees, the mountain faces

and the flow of streams

from their rest, my eyes will open
once again to revisit another day’s 
sojourn as i spread and flap sinuously
my wings to dust off the stiffness and

yet salvage the soaring memories
caught in the web of my feathered

dream catchers

i twist, to and fro my crown to

stretch and loosen, ready to soar
so that i may create more dreams

and i tickle my spine up on the hanging 
puffs of cottons from a blanket of an 
azure sky riding the heavenly wind
until another day's end