Saturday, September 06, 2014

The window

An eagle glides past my window
Soaring so calmly
As I type away frantically
My mind wired up on coffee

I chase the deadline
As he chases the horizon
Neither one knows why
Only that each must

He flies on
Not a care in the world
I type on
Unaware of the world

He passes so close to me
His majesty begging me to stop
To look around and breathe in the beauty
And breathe out the stress

From inside a turbulent glass bowl
I look out into the calm sky infinite
Then float to sleep in my little quiet pond
Dreaming of the wild ocean unattainable

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