A Feeling Poem by silas musyoka

An eagle, swaying high
balancing its wings at flight
weak and dump sight is might
what you feel like when you fly
at ease and peace around sly
tension and intense stinging slight
that we mistake dreams and visions
dreams; are what made you be
visions; are what will make you be
smilling around and hug a few
if they promise to make you fly
kissing every plight omen goodbye
fly around and find love in dreams