Beauty Blind In Zeus's Eyes
BEAUTY BLIND in ZEUS'S EYES
Born in dark with glints of light
the baby owlet flies.
Clots of stars within the skies
and clots in owlets eyes.
Darkest night and darker days,
he soars to search for prey.
Seeing not, the hunger grows
and no light shows the way.
Need for shelter, thirst for drink,
and wanting his own nest.
Nothing safe in all the world,
and not a place to rest.
Flying on but weak from trying,
not knowing how eyes work.
All the thoughts within his head
are where the shadows lurk.
Then it rained, no shelter gained,
nor food, nor water yet.
He strikes upon a closed in porch
and thinks he's lost the bet.
Falling hard, he hits his head
and waits for all that's dead.
Someone comes and lifts him up
and gives him food and bed.
No light but still, deep inside,
a hope is whispered there.
A touch so soft, and hunger gone,
no thirst, nor cold despair.
His life enclosed inside a trunk,
provided for his care.
His days are spent in lots of play,
in starry starry stare.
Beauty blinded by a chance
and only feels and hears.
If only backwards, time could be,
to undo all his fears.
Blind beauty he, to everything,
yet his eyes show us far.
That deep in clots and clusters,
there awaits the nearest star.
Owl blind by birth and circumstance,
has seen much more than we.
Eyes renewed for bird and man,
now that would be the key.
~Edlynn Nau~
Copyright © Edlynn Nau | Year Posted 2015
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