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