Soar Poem by Mari Martin

Through the blazon sky I soar
carried on black and silver wings
outstretched to fold the wind
Soaring higher
above what is known.

Over mountain peaks he takes me
ever higher lifted am I
with grace and elegance
he moves amoung the clouds
keeping wind at bay.

I ride
feeling the power of his spirit
lifting me.
Together we fly
through the mists of ages
as rainbows paint the sky.

We are one
my Eagle and I,
flying with one heart.

I reach to touch the moon
as his wings take me there
on the winds of change
to bring my prayers
and hopes
to Creator.