Utu Man (11) An eagle

Дата: 22-07-2008 | 15:47:01

An eagle draws
high clear circles
and then descends
upon some small
oblivious animal
and tears it apart,
so brutal, violent,
yet his wings are strewn
with the sun's serene
impassive pollen.

When she sang, her
voice would soar
above these poor lands,
but now it descends
upon my heart,
and tears it apart,
tumultuous, merciless,
yet resonant
with gentle harmonies
of her inconstant sky.

When the bird's flight
is very high,
his swift descent
appears reluctant,

so her unbroken voice
does plummet
with measured, fatal grace.

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