bleeding eagle

(for M.J.F.)

It doesn't all make sense . . . this life . . . at times deeply overwhelming

tears and pain caress like lovers . . .

relief seems like a passing dream or nightmare

relief seems like shadows

and shadows seem dark

but to you, I want you to remember

shadows remind us that light is near

never be afraid of shadows

the cut, the blood, the pain

trickle like the moon

and like the moon

they are false

their reflection is only reflection

their cold, their distance are their true nature

seek the lesson of the moth: light

seek the lesson of the eagle: soar

rise up dear soul

rise up, dear M.J.F

the light is near, you face the moon

turn towards that which brings you life

turn away from that which bleeds your life . . .

you are an eagle . . . face your destiny

bleed no more and rise