Eyecatcher

Eyecatcher under showery spring sky Focus eyes saw a thousand stars go by. They sang paradise songs in the tree As they went up on branches to see What the rain brought down from heaven, The earthworm, borne the wish given. Distinction might be the world they gave, like beautiful flowers decking the grave. Like people, we have steadfast on our breath, They live and taste the sacrament of death. Careless eyes roams for possession Their striking interest attracts attention. Other birds join in the hunting fellowship, Pecking at wood and dirt with the coarse lip. Each one near, with distance barely apart, Not close enough to break the other’s, heart. Eyecatcher, among the pleasant pheasant, Covered in a brilliant colored garment. From plumage to yellow crest tip red. Their distinctive scarlet breast in beauty fed, Dark shoulders, feathers, and striking long tail, It's upper back, apocalypse green and pale. Eyecatcher, elegance in picturesque scene Oriental plumes, a tropical paradise dream.