Treasure Island

Sophia White

('90 / America)

As an Eagle

I was down
I was weary
I was running
About to faint
But You
You were there
You heard my prayer
And raised me up!

On wings
As an Eagle
Flying for You
You alone!

I was failing
I was worn
I was falling
About to drop
But you
You were there
You heard my prayer
And raised me up!

On wings
As an Eagle
Flying for You
You alone.

Submitted: Monday, August 28, 2006
Edited: Saturday, August 28, 2010

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  • Ben Gieske (6/22/2007 3:36:00 PM)

    Your phrasing and repetition makes for a wonderful reading. Fits nicely with the symbolism of an eagle. (Report) Reply

  • J M Basey (9/12/2006 7:42:00 AM)

    I love your poetry Sophia, how all your words flow pefectly, just brilliant.

    Jay (Report) Reply

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