Outside/Inside

Outside/Inside
I was walking on the outside. The perimeter was warm and breezy.
The fence went on for miles, past the old watchtower, down into the
canyon. On the inside of the fence, there were cattle grazing. I stepped
in close to the fence, and held my hand out, and one of the calves walked
over to me. I grabbed a handful of grass, and fed her before walking on.

I was walking on the outside. All around me, desert, mountains. I was
dreaming on the inside, remembering beloved city streets in a snowstorm.
Looking up on the outside, I saw an eagle riding thermals. Looking up on
the inside, and identical eagle. In a memory as clear as present vision, I watched
their paths converge. How is it that and eagle here and and eagle there would follow
the identical trajectory?