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Perched high above green, open countryside,
Endowed with gifted vision so acute
That faintest faunal movement, far and wide,
Cannot escape keen eyes of taloned brute,
The martial eagle waits on rocky crag
While far below prospective prey keep watch,
No chance for their alertness e’er to flag
Lest they expose themselves to hunter’s snatch;
Apparent in this pre-destined design
Resides a rhythm of to be or not,
Regardless of a privileged bloodline,
Such vantage instantly can be forgot;
As joyful be the moment of one’s birth,
As transient be one’s sojourn here on earth.
©Meanderings 2016
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Autumn Ambles 