All Part of the Dance

It Bullets Below

We the Spirits of the Land want you to understand, we live in the Light, we live in the Dark

And we are here to impart knowledges to you

As Feathered Ones comes by, we spy its flight pattern

It soars above, it bullets below

And we are here to show you, a thing or two

This bird a raptor of sorts, joins its cohorts at the top of a tree

And then you see, look down below the surface the lake

 

Deep Dive

And you too will undertake a deep dive

Your wings will tuck in, your head straight forward

You see it within an instant, and then it’s gone

You touch the waters, you carry your prize

 

Sing

It should come as no surprise, we the Ospreys of the Air, we the Ospreys of the Waters, sing to you

We sing across Mother Earth, we sing across her watery film

And that film is ever changing

For what lies beneath the surface, is a meal in the ready

 

Unpredictable

We the Ospreys of the Land want you to understand, we spiral upwards, we fly straight down

But when you humans are around, we curve to the left, curve to the right

For your sight is unpredictable, your sight is not always known

For you have shown great care, you have shown some animosity

 

We Will Be Around

Therefore, we the Ospreys of the Land want you to understand, we try to understand you, we try to understand your ways

But we are here to say, we will be around high above, we will around in the middle, we will be around close to the waters edge, we will be around

You do not always recognize us from our sound or our shape

For you anticipate what is flying through the air, and you do not always pair our species, with our shape and our flight

In spite of your ability to gain great knowledges, you do not always see us, for who we are

 

Parallel Life

We the Ospreys of the Land want you all to understand, we like you have a role to play

And we are here to say we will do just that

We will live a parallel life to yours

As in we will live our lives as we always do

But how you live your life, sometimes interferes with us

 

The Interested One

As you get off the bus and you look skyward, for you recognize our call, we are here to say to you, we recognize who you are

For you are the interested one, you are the one who cares

For you have climbed many stairs in your knowledge base

As you attempt to trace our lives as we live them

 

You Care

We the Ospreys of the Land want you to understand, we can learn from you too

As you cast your rod and wait, we too attempt to anticipate the timing of your catch

Will you keep what you catch or will you let it go

Is this your way of showing you care

Or do you just declare, the price is not worth the effort

An Order

Spiral, spiral, spiral in the air, we the Ospreys declare, the knowledges that you keep, spin round and round

They do not carry a sound, they carry a presence, they carry an order

For you build upon them, they ebb, they flow

They do not go, they remain

But just the same they do not always present themselves as such

Both Realities

We the Ospreys of the Land want you to understand, we are in touch with the Earth, we are in touch with the Waters

We see both realities

What we ask of you is do you too see those as separate realities, or do you see them as one in the same 

 

A Speck

The Web of Life offers her services

We the Ospreys of the Land want you to understand, our nests are of the Land, they are carefully made and carefully displayed

Rise up my dears, climb upon our backs

Track where we go

We rise up

We look to the distant horizon, we see the tips of the trees

We keep lifting, lifting, lifting some more

Before long we remain a speck from the Earth

That speck carves a path

Down, down, down

We are almost at the ground, we’re over the surface of the waters

We see our prey, perhaps we will be lucky today

Up we rise again and land securely on a branch up above

 

We Watch for the Movement 

We the Ospreys of the Land, send down our love

We wait, we watch

We watch for a ripple, we watch for a movement

We listen, we focus

Our response time is immediate, as we lie in wait

You too can anticipate the expectation

Success our tummy is filled

Was it willed, was it by chance

That my dears, is all part of the dance