by Unknown
Nov 2010 267 Views 3 comments
As the Eagle flies
I saw an Eagle fly today and it's beauty, my breath it stole away.
On out stretched wings if flew with grace, and its cry my soul it did shake. As I watched a dream was weaved, the Eagle that flew was me it seemed.
High over mountains, rivers, and valleys I flew, with white clouds flowing beyond my view.
I circled, I dipped, then to heights anew with the winds beneath my wings I flew.
My wings beat faster and my breath came short as I climbed higher and higher, and higher more.
Master of my destiny. Head held high with my wings stretched FREE.
On out stretched wings if flew with grace, and its cry my soul it did shake. As I watched a dream was weaved, the Eagle that flew was me it seemed.
High over mountains, rivers, and valleys I flew, with white clouds flowing beyond my view.
I circled, I dipped, then to heights anew with the winds beneath my wings I flew.
My wings beat faster and my breath came short as I climbed higher and higher, and higher more.
Master of my destiny. Head held high with my wings stretched FREE.
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Posted: Nov 2010
About this poem:
I had just been through a bad break up and was pretty down. I was up in the mountains in Park City Utah, and saw that eagle flying and it just came to me. I could choose to fly or stay grounded. I realized that I was truly master of my destiny. We all are.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (3)
CJ
Thank you for sharing.
Wonderful words that ended in reality...Niah