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’.

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