POEM: How Like A Vista

On this bluff, eagle & I scan see everything:
Expansive earth carved in a woody green carpet,
buffalo clouds graze on blue fields above.

Yes, yes I can love like this –
Horizon to blurry horizon.
I can unfold every painful
& joyful inch of it,
This experience,
these dizzying heights,
the chance to shout swears at the top of my lungs
& to have words torn from my lips
& carried off without ears around.

Today is about drinking in the panorama
keeping nothing secret,
the large cave of me alive,
& everything in plain sight.