I am here,
With the mountain-
I See A Large White Bird
Flying, in a circle, down below
Round and round he ascends-
I look around
Before me a window that wraps around
The mountain side-
And the most beautiful wood
Adorns the Frames
The entire place is made of wood
Inside the mountainous rock-
I watch, far down below
The white bird-
He is climbing in altitude
And he's closer now to where I stand
But now I can see that he is a glider not a flyer
His legs are huge and muscular
Kicking off the mountain side
With a force propelling his glide
He is awesome.
I watch in awe at his strength
And he is very close now
His wings are massive
Right outside the window,
A massively thick tree
With massive limbs sits-
It protrudes the rocky mountain-
He lands upon the branch
But his face is turned behind
I cannot see his face at first-
He is as tall as a man-
But then he turns his head
And I see his face-
His face is that of an owls
Pure and White- like a cloud
His eyes are the biggest eyes I've ever seen on a bird
And they are Pure and Blue- like lapis
He blinks his eyes at me several times
And I look at him
And I feel loved.
**** awake *****
