The Last Flight
The Last Flight,
in the Land of Mist and Magic
An Eagle to fly
In the light
Feathers fall
Soft and golden
Through the sky
Eagles cannot die
Feathers fall
Soft and golden
Eagles cannot cry
Journeys must end
New ones to begin
A Heartstone Eagle
At the end of its' life must fly
In to the blue
Feathers to fall
Soft and golden
Through the sky
An Eagle
Climbed high
Circled above Heartstone
Such a blue sky
He was not alone
For you were there
In your heart
An Eagles' lair
Feathers fall
Through the sky
An Eagles last flight
An Eagle can never die
For he lives
In pure and golden light
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2007
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