Diary of Wisdom and Love

Eagle

Lake Tahoe, CA, USA
Timothy

Backing into the woods.
Streams falling into mirrored pools.
Taking watch, over the winds.
Leaving no trail.

Flying high, wings spread wide.
Seeing all as you glide and glide.
Taking land on a cliff side while,
generations die, creation survives.

Backing into the woods.
Streams falling into mirrored pools.
Taking watch, over the winds.
Leaving no trail.

Seeing all the colors inside,
the desert sunrise, the end of night.
We search for prey, as we pray affine,
that the cold dark world be at rest this time.

Backing into the woods.
Streams falling into mirrored pools.
Taking watch, over the winds.
Leaving no trail.

Flying off to the ocean waves.
Hearing songbirds sing in many ways.
Rest down here with my wing by your side.
Let the cold winds blow, squeeze in tight.

Backing into the woods.
Streams falling into mirrored pools.
Taking watch, over the winds.
Leaving no trail.