Spirals Into the Deep

In the coolness
of the mountain afternoon
white tail and red tail circle
together in endless blueness
spotted only with white
puffs of cloud cotton...
my gaze shifts momentarily...
and when I look skywards again
second eagle has stepped
into the dance now spiraling
deeper into the depths of the vastness...
below...in the eagle home by the lake...
one white head waits...perhaps watching...
like me...the play of flight
steadily vanishing from an earthly view...