The Eagle
The Eagle
Swooping, soaring, over branches
And under sun.
Silent, graceful, over branches
And under the sun.
How can I, a sinful human
Feel fully how
You fly- not i, a sinful human.
Imagine.
Your creator, beautiful God,
Crafted your wings
Crafted you, praise beautiful God-
He watches you and me
I will fly on wings like eagles’.