At
the break of day
The
Eagle spreads her wings
Owning
the skies
As
the earth sings.
In
the evening, she finds rest
As
most lie in their bed
Unaware
of her presents
As
stars dance in her head.
Her
eyes can see all
As
creatures fill the night
Governed
not by man, and
Tomorrow,
another flight.
The
Eagle spreads her wings,
But
only God knows all things.
Thomas
Theophilus© July 18, 2025
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