Eagles and trees

In my view eagles epitomize the best characteristics of a teacher and a scientist. They see the entire forests yet doesn't lose the details of a lone rat crawling around bushes. Flying in a small plane offers me the former though I miss the detail of an eagle's eye. On a recent trip I was immersed in the majestic views of the landscape that the plains of Missisipi offered. The dense tree growth lined both banks and as I looked out of the cockpit, a lone tree caught my attention. It was no different from others surrounding it. Just another tree on the banks of the mighty river. It stood on the verge of the bank almost touching the river. I sat watching it for a long time with an empty mind, until I realised I had turned my head almost 135 degrees watching it. Why was I watching it? What was so special about that tree? My usually imaginative mind could not come up with any reason... all the while my eyes were fixed on the tree. Perhaps it was like being in love. You never know why, how or what of it. It just happens and when it happens just feels good. Perhaps its the fleeting moment filled with joy and the tree just stood there like an idol in a temple. Signifying something greater than the tree, me and the moment.
Slowly tree on the banks of Missisipi in an unkown place faded into horizon. I just looked as it blended into horizon leaving me with a bag of bitter sweet memories. Now it was time to look forward.
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