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