Great eagle spread your golden wings
Above the world, my load to bear
Transport me to the realm of kings
That I may find some solace there
Across the wooded land to fly
Then mingle with the salted air
Where`er the silver seagulls cry
To thus relinquish all despair
With breeze as sweet as ether`s breath
Empyreal, above compare
Oh carry me to mystic death
Celestial beauty shining fair
Go forth where all good souls are free
Above, beyond, without a care
Unchained from all that captures me
My heart to tether and ensnare
Great eagle spread your golden wings
Ascend upon the starlit stair
To so unbind above all things
This leaden heart, unmasked, laid bare
Another beautiful poem, you have such a wonderful way with words.
A beautiful poem, I think we all need to be free of everything, only if it's for a short time. Just to have total peace, no fears no pain and no hurt, just peace. A great write.
The words are ur babies... u know how to take care of them.....amazing one
What poignancy of feeling..... An anguished soul seeking to be freed of all fetters and merge with the blessed souls of Heaven..... Only a master craftsman can pack such a torrent of emotions in so concise a poem ! ! ! GREAT ! !
Where the eagle soars, we are free. Wonderful, deep and symbolic poem. Great write.
Valerie, This poem goes very deep. It is beautiful, touching, moving. The dream of the eagle lifting us up from our sorrows. A masterpiece of poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mark Twain once wrote; The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter, it's the difference between the lightning bug and lightning. You have certainly mastered the lightning part. Nice Flowing motion of words.