A Eagle Sits

A eagle sits up in a tree 
resting 
after fishing salmon
in
our tiny stream. 

Majestic and noble 
he doesn’t seem to see 
the trials, tribulations 
I’m burdened with
as I too wander by
that
tiny, fish laden stream. 

He brings it all into perspective 
he makes me see 
life goes on
regardless 
of what I want 
I need 
I perceive. 
~ Patrice  

Patrice Clarkson – 2021

 

Another World

Another world drifting by
Deep, high in the sky
No words said, no lies or cries
Life lived in another way
A world that gives but never stays.

This world’s sky is lit
By that that seems round
Hardened softness no one knows
Nor hears a sound.

Another world far away
So profound
Guides me by day and night
My path is full of light
I tread on gentle ground.

Another world makes me see
Love in this world
No need to be in that other world
My world is all I need.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016