Emptiness

A stretch of time- vacant
as solitary, unused beach
boulder strewn;
waves of memories
ebb and flow, ebb and flow
relentless roar,
and lonely Eagle soars
scouring the ground,
not seeking prey
but hearts to touch:
Far away twinkling lights
life lived in cozy homes
fathers and sons and wives
their daily chores;
Eagle soars evermore
in open skies
no perch, no berth
cliffs to land, a stretch of sand
close to death each day
reborn with every morn.