Eagle Singer

In the seam,
compressed as coal,
his heavy heart
locked
in the black, night sky,
a singer sits...
songless,
instrumentless.

Hungry,
his spine
bent to the earth,
he thinks of a melody
and is off on dreams of...


Beyond the wings of the sky,
beneath the silken feather,
he flies lost
in the guise
of an eagle.

Aloft,
man-eagle
from within an eagle's eyes
sees a song
as it lies
in the space of time.

He groans...
for the song is useless
to him,
for he has been freed
from his pleasure,
his flight
is now
on the wings of an eagle.

The man in him
recognizes his error...
screams of an eagle
in anguish!
He weeps,
and wishes
it was not so.