I could have missed it all,
But as I walked by
I glanced between the boats in the harbor.
There, on the jetty, a pair of bald eagles.
I watched them watching for a while.
Were they planning some mischief?
I walked away.
The sky erupts with the clatter of crows and gulls,
Even a blue heron joins the fray.
All swirling above
With the pair of eagles swooping and soaring
In the midst of it all.
I was lost in joy –
A full-scale extravaganza
Just for me,
And the other walkers
Who happened to glance up.
What do I miss when my head is down?
Consumed in thoughts of self or worry
I miss the present.
When regretting the past
Or jumping ahead to the future
Opportunities soar and swoop
Right past my vision.
Alive and alert
Words I know
Words I need to keep practicing.
© 2013 Julie Clark