The Eagle/The Sultan/The Me

in the dream i am the eagle in search of blissful locations-a nest for potential stay i decide to live nomadic-for an eternity on the ground i see the angst...i can hear the hearts giving birth to thoughts in the sleep i am the exiled sultan after my throne is snatched in the morning,i stand outside of my kingdom's gate in the noon... i look into the forever and walk into the portrait of the unknown when i awake i am the boy...anticipating journey i am alone...i am stone...lost i am the rope bound victim...subject to societal torture,the molestation of the mind i am running trying to fly I AM the Eagle