So wonderful it seems
to view the wonders below
from a bird’s eye view.
Sitting on a branch
of a tall, tall tree
watching what goes on below me
from a bird’s eye view.
A cocoon hanging still
shivers in the breeze
I watch happily
from a bird’s eye view.
Just formed it is ugly
to the naked eye at first
I will wait patiently
and watch from a bird’s eye view.
A newly born baby
down on the sidewalk
a couple smiling
their hearts full and brimming
as I watch from a bird’s eye view.
The cat and mouse
play at the trunk
of master’s tree down there
this is seen from a bird’s eye view.
I see the cocoon shaking
but the breezes are still
could it be? – I wonder
I wait and watch from my bird’s eye view.
It cracks down the middle
with a sound only heard by me
why is it that nobody seems
to be listening
as I watch from a bird’s eye view.
Luckily I am there to behold
a miracle of nature
a butterfly
pleasing to my eyes
flutters up into the tree.
I’m reminded of why I’m here
in this lovely place
smelling the roses
taking my time
to watch from a bird’s eye view.