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Topic: It's a Colorful World (12/03/09)
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TITLE: Eagle's Eye | Previous Challenge Entry
By nicole wian
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they'll never see, things
they'll refuse to see, even
while they pray for wings like mine.
As I soar, as I hunt, as I make
my nest, I view this world with
literal eagle's
eyes.
What I see from these heights is a beautiful world, a colorful world.
And I fear that all they can see is gray. Nothing stark, nothing bold, nothing stated. Their eyes are open and yet they
do not see.
I see the red
rock, sturdy, majestic, ascending, a red like the stain of blood on roses and tulips and even sand. His blood poured out for all of humankind and I, an eagle, see its markings.
Will the red rocks
be made to cry out because they will not?
And orange and yellow, I see in the sunset, which they no longer marvel at, but daily I take in
its consistent glory, its hue warming the globe. Rising too, every morning, as did another Son rise.
How evident, yet missed.
They worry of too much warmth.
And orange and yellow of
fallen leaves. The fall of the dead bringing the green of new life. Trees and grass, galore, underfoot, plush and consoling, offering new beginnings.
And blue, the sky I glide through, and the ocean below. I witness more of it
than the
human eye would
wish to, for
fear its vast expansion, so true, so eternal, it inundates. And so comparatively, their sight is but of a scintilla. .
Purple mountain tops they sing of, not knowing the aching
acmes, not knowing the patient pilgrimage
to the
peaks, to royalty.
The pink of fruits and flowers and newborn creatures a blush of bonus to cheer in.
Golds and silvers, even, interlaced in all things,
to be made out with microscopic vision, and discovered in jewels.
But they
draw in charcoal and omit the color, the cast, from their photographs, as I, fly the path of the promise which is the rainbow, the completion, the bringing of it all together.
And
again, I wonder why
they pray for wings like mine when they wish to scrutinize in grays.
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