Up On the Hills

Up on the hills I see myself
A better man than here
So very few to love
But none at all to hate.

Where laughter doesn't disturb
And joys overflow into pleasure
And merely not thinking of anyone
Makes everyone a friend

Where thoughts can speak
And eyes can hear
And flowers beg to be kissed
And nature lays upon your soul
And gives the heart a rest

Where solitude in friendliness
Will never let you down
And what came to pass before I climbed
Seems unfound, unsound.

The Eagle's Eye

I asked an eagle in the sky
As I flew and sat beside it
how it could sight a mouse from so high
While we couldn't even know of it.

"It's so easy, it's down below
A clear view wherever I sit
Still it's strange and surprises me so
That you who have eyes cannot see it"

How had it learnt so much to know?
What principles helped it to decide
How to trap it successfully although
One lived on earth, the other sky?

"Words recently born couldn't explain
What was before time came to be
I could choose and phrase only in vain
A gift some kind mother gave me.

Having explained all below they came
To conquer the secret of the sky
With ready page they asked to name
The things I sought to see and why.

They mixed up this and added to that
Finally boasted they had conquered the air.
Every time they saw a mouse
It was a bear down there."