Wednesday, May 1, 2013

The Message

Photo: (c) The Wildlife Center of Virginia

‘Buddy’s Poem’

Can we be here without a purpose?
I don’t think we can. Earth is too
wise to waste herself on us.

A wound can come and set us
upon a path; the big ones do.

Stepping stone: Learn humility from scars.

Stepping stone: Apprentice to imperfection.

Stepping stone: Claim the beauty of your soul.

Yes, I do believe in traveling this way.

Once I met a high-spirited eagle with
a crooked yellow beak who had been
grounded for life
by the infectious bite of a tiny mosquito.

You’d think that humiliating
for such a bird,


But no,

this bird tossed a stone in front of me,

arched his head back

and screamed into the heavens,


And, I knew, absolutely knew,
in that moment
he meant

for everything.

© 2013-2015/Jamie K. Reaser
Published in "Wild Life: New and Selected Poems" (

This poem is dedicated to "Buddy" the Bald Eagle in honor of his 5th Hatch-day. You can read Buddy's story here:

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