Leaving trails

Listless sands and planes of the heat,
remain My friends and take Me
to that quiet place    
where once again I can be Me      
alone and resplendent,
sustaining the flow  and gaining awareness          

who is the mirror who shines back  
  who is the lazy spiral of the eagle as it turns      
  
My eyes deceived me        
nay no eagles, nor shrikes, nor a bird of prey    
just the common fallow ones      
eaters of carrion and wandering souls        
  
Take from me and gain the knowledge,
Take and  be strong, take and grow      
who will ever hold your countenance
      
Splits in the dried out husks of verdant trees,
the leaves of the pipal      blown across the lips      
a rasping sound, like snakes slithering to Me    
  My own come home to roost      Yet again