(((Eagle-Eyed))) Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

A shining coil of wind flaunted itself-
In a desperate ploy as the snake slid away-
While Goldfinches reach for the top of the tree-
A tinsel-eyed fish jumps the water in play...


Some things in this world are out of reach...
Nevertheless, We look morning, noon and night...
This tells you that we are not simply standing around-
Waiting for Easter Lilllies to bloom ever bright.


For time, it simply does fly-
The sands in the hour-glass continuelly flow-
The Blue air continues to circulate(pollens?) -
And the little Gold Dolls, the Goldfinches prepare to go...


But everything in this world comes a bit closer...
Fluttering like sequins from the corner of the sky-
And we are wide eyed and fully awake-
Welcoming gifts sent from God upon high.


April 14,2009