The sun looks upon me
making me squint my eyes to look far
How far can my eyes reach?
This lingering doubt I have had since
How far and wide the eyes can see
from the highest point of the tallest tree
If I travel with my eyes, how far will I reach
Certainly farther than this tree
and further away to discover the real me
I sit on this branch, my eyes seeking something
They see the girl who waits for the bird
the little birdie which sits next to her
they fail to see the bird she is
a phoenix, ready to burn
only to rise a little more higher.
Just a flame to ignite
And a hunger to leave a mark
Just a vision to look far and wide
She is on the hunt, a hunt for the spark.
PHOTO PROMPT BY Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie