"through the eyes of voltures"

through the eyes of voltures,

i see the true meaning of

happiness, distilled with

fear; fear of expressing

thyne self, not because they

don't want to but of the fear that

people will understand what they

know.  not knowing destroys the

future plans of expressions of

happy thoughts.  i felt low to the

feeling that was perceived but also how

my life was presented before the eyes.

knew that getting angry destroys not

only the mind but spoils the moments

within a beautiful day.  none of which will

be embraced rather regreted to the end of time.

looking through the eyes of voltures, i saw what

life gave to me as a fulfillment of love, though

true moments of yesterday gave me the

strength to hold on; however what is through

the eyes of voltures burns an eternal flame.