The Eyes Have It
The eyes have it
Cat eyes and eagle eyes can focus redly
Green eyes turn a cold steel gray
Awash in anger
Next time you have a moment look deep into a cat’s eyes
What? Oh try again with empathy
Deeply enough?
Some reflections are better unexpressed
Thus are the ways of an unsympathetic cat
Or an eagle without pity
Development of all our animal senses
is a game of chance
Walk in a pasture to catch a horse
Remember the cat eyes
Walk a city street
Remember the eagle
All motion and movement is a conscious choice
Consciousness is all that feeds the hunter
A life spent in constant awareness is an enviable existence
It is also a tie that binds a man to his clan
Someday a man will come who walks truly alone
Don’t ask him why he’s crying
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2006
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