When The Eagle Glares

​​​​​​My vision for the unseen, dream sequences foretold
Sights to briefly behold
.....carried away by God
Rays of sunlight shoot through my eyes
As I look to the skies
.....and I am carried swiftly
To otherworldly streams....
Cascading like tropical falls
Filled with razored stars
Then...
I wake to songs of birds,
wiping my dream state eyes to clarify
Setting fantasy apart from reality
And that grand call of the eagle
Fills the air like earthquakes
Royally it permeates
All destruction the earth creates
From his high view, he sees
The hurt and death we make
The wise eyes of the eagle...
ever so regal
Sees us dance in death
Glaring with intensity
....and contempt
at our self-righteous war
with one another