Visions to Creations ~ I Share my Voice with You

Sway
Selfie
Eagle Eye Drumbeats climb to rhythms of time when wolves ran free along the rising red sun and an Eagle’s eye scanned all four corners. a time of balance, now lost, we live all man-made replaced today on lands of cement pretending it’s our right, a human right, to invade beyond our space forcing wolves to hide in small corners while Eagles soar valleys, dying, as their eggs crack. Beneath life’s imbalance a storm grows stronger blowing the door open, crossing waters that know how the story goes.
Eagle Eye

A Pocket of Agates ~poetry by me