Where Eagles Fly Poem by Eddie Roa

Below, a never ending canopy of green
Filling the vastnesses of two horizons
An ethereal preserve where intrepid eagles soar
Aboard warm winds circling in gallant glides

Oh to be with eagles in exuberant flight
Testing the heights then daring a measured fall
Screaming and zooming above the earthbound green
Rapturous moments in a royal raptor's convocation

I'm envious of their fiefdom, their realm in the sky
Just like a sparrow beating with puny and frazzled wings
How futile to keep in flight with a jubilation of eagles
But oh, the grandness of the thought to be where eagles fly