'I see everything. Yes, even that sandwich you're hiding.'

The eagle sat high above me, its silhouette regal against the backdrop of eucalyptus branches. It seemed to embody both patience and authority as it surveyed the landscape with an unyielding gaze. I couldn’t help but wonder what it must feel like to see the world from its vantage point—an expanse of earth laid bare in intricate detail. The occasional rustle of leaves in the breeze was the only sound interrupting this moment of quiet observation. The sunlight filtering through the foliage painted a dappled pattern on its feathers, as if nature itself was celebrating its presence. There was something humbling about being under its watchful eye, knowing that it saw more in a moment than I could in an hour.