Safe

 

The eagle climbs in spirals above the valley

ascending its thermal staircase

with ease,

a flash in the feathering sunlight

 

while the mouse moves fluently 

through bent meadow grasses

 

like you, within a maze 

of its own making

 

but free 

of everything except 

this moment 

 

and so,

it is safe

 

even when seen 

by the eagle

as what sustains its own 

safety

 

and perhaps even still in the swift 

opening

as it leaves the ground 

winged

in a flash of feathers and light

 

becoming 

what is safe

as the eagle.