The eagle ( story-poem)

Through the spacious sky 

the eagle did fly

spreading its pain

and screaming madly WHY ??!!

why is that 

Mum, why are you dead 

No one will protect me

and give me bread

the trees did shake 

the animals are awake

the eagle's shredding tears

are raining in the lake 

the eagle is shocked 

his sight is blocked

It acts illogically

Its hope is locked! 

The forest is staggered

its memory is crushing

how come the enemy of its own wings 

is flying and rushing ?!

it is a miraculous act,

an extraordinary fact

when this eagle flies

above this tract

DOES PAIN CHANGE ?

DOES IT CREATE ? 

and make such a stubborn eagle

from its way deviate ?

wonders do fill the trees' heads

covering the nests and the animals' beds

suddenly the eagle dropped to the lake

his soul shatters and his heart shreds

Nardine 

26 August 2009