Dot in the sky comes
Close, unexpected
It is big.
Not a dot, but
glorious. An eagle.
No, two. Too fast.
Drumming loudly in my ears,
The mud is stuck
In my toes,
They run but cannot.
I look, they were there.
Gone, now, into nothing,
the dot, no, two.
The eagle.
Was it?
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