Catching Eagles

Updated on April 3, 2018

Catching Eagles

The sun unforgiving perusal in my pursuit
Unfurls to possess yondering mountain lies my vision quest
Closer now they circle is it a requiem of my dream?
A celestial brush tracing across the sky a masterpiece

My prayers become the paint motionless in the rocks I wait
A divine dance pinion poem written on the wind
Mysteries unmasked the scales fall from my eyes
Burgeoned now I climb if only to touch the sublime

Black and white framed in blue cincture crying out to you
Piercing lunging like lightening I spiral back
Ageless tapestry in air I take the leap to touch the easel
Surreal suddenly I am not afraid to fall I am catching eagles

Chad Taylor ©

© 2018 Chad Taylor

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