Eye Follows Ear

Eye follows ear

until the red uniform of the Cardinal

comes into focus

perched on a branch

amid buds about to burst.

Such a happy song it sings

Eye follows ear

until the bop-bop-bop of the Woodpecker

is narrowed to

the top of the dead tree

where lounging larvae become its feast.

Such a haunting sound it makes.

Eye follows ear

until bouncing boy in trampoline

emits a joyful giggle

while he and his Dad

launch heavenward holding hands

Such a happy howl is heard.

Eye follows ear

until the scratch-scratch-scratch of the rake

removes a winter blanket

of leaves and debris

revealing soil the garden will grow.

Such a hopeful scene to behold.

Eye follows ear

until the sound through an open door

is traced to voices

lifted in praise

of the Bringer of all spring’s blessings

Such a holy sound it is.

(c) 2021