The bird with the glass eye

[eclipse]

 

I dreamt about a forest where I

exchanged blood with one of the

trees, a bird with a glass eye sat

on a branch in silence as visions

of desecration passed through it's

synthetic eye. I froze with the earth,

trees grew new worlds, the bird found

our earth, I was the conduit as it communicated

images of a flourishing ecology. 

I want to create a glass earth within everyone

to incubate a paradigm and leave fingerprints

as plentiful as the forests, to test commitments

to the cause and making a covenant with a  

distant precious bird. 

[tonyv]

I like the progression from the bird's glass eye to a glass earth and how the speaker longs to be an ecological one with nature. He gives credit where credit is due: to the distant "precious" bird. Nice work, Barry!

Tony

[dr_con]

A distinct 'vision.' A ceremony of making the synthetic organic. Nice work.

Juris

[JoelJosol]

I like the poem for its cohesion flowing gracefully from opening to the end with the bird with the glass eye as anchor.