An Eagle Eye

I watch and prey, for the prizes
I’m interested in arresting,
Eyes sharp, mouth salivating,
I circulate –
longing for what’s worth waiting.

The cloud asks,
why are you not hunting?
For every fish out there,
are taken by your companions.

Sun kisses the ocean, I dive,
and caught what I wanted with pride.
Until then, I reply –
“I have what is right for me,
and that is all I needed.”


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A B&W Visual Storyteller. An INFJ Visioner. Travelling is my necessity. Daydreaming is my job. Always dig deeper in everything. Love the extremes, and the unknown. Deeply believe in authenticity, and trying to follow her inner voice.

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