The Eagle’s Keen Eyes
On a branch high above the rolling hills, the eagle gazed out with eyes that had seen too much. From its lofty vantage point, it witnessed the gradual transformation of the once-vibrant landscape into a patchwork of urban sprawl. The forests that once stood proudly had dwindled, and roads stretched like scars across the earth. The eagle’s keen eyes, once filled with the beauty of nature, now reflected a deep sadness as it watched the diminishing wilderness.
~ Robert David Atkinson