His Shadow Fell Only

I got out of the car and ran to the back yard
to show you that a bald eagle
was soaring over our house.
I haven't wanted to write about it
as if he was meant just for us, this improbable bird
though surely the whole block could see him.
As he circled higher
sunlight blazing from his brow and tail
he was visible for miles.

The whiteness of his plumage like the snow on Mt. Hood
was seen by all, and owned by all
but his shadow fell only on the spot
where we two stood.

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