Eyes of the Forest Songbird Its talons grasped the glimmering

Its talons grasped the glimmering fish

a tree we had taken down many years ago

As the seasons changed and the forest went through its cycles

For a fleeting moment

Eyes of the Forest Songbird Its talons grasped the glimmering"Within the embrace of ancient trees, I dwell. My plumage, crimson, catching the dappled sunlight through the leaves. My eyes are my greatest gift, with the ability to discern the most minor details, a talent that has earned me the whispered stories and reverence of the creatures that call this place home. I have taken on the role of its silent guardian. I watch over my fellow inhabitants, my keen senses alerting me to approaching danger. Seasons come