As Seen From My Chair

I look through a square window out into the yard as squirrels 
play tag around the base of a tree

I shift my eyes across the horizon, as a hawk soars in search of a 
meal, I wonder if he realizes he is free

The sun comes up at the start of the day, faithfully painting the 
sky with a message of hope for those who can see

I watch as the light ignites everything around, bringing it to life, 
realizing the metaphor is today meant for me

I take a deep breath and hold it awhile

I close my eyes with the image held tight

I let out my breath and turn with a smile

I know now following this path will be right
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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