When An Eagel Soars

Was an early morning sunrise when I saw that eagle I was mesmerized by his grace enraptured by his beauty With wings spread wide he soared effortlessly while capturing a morning westerly waft Then a thermal of rising air took him to such heights that he disappeared into a grey billowing cloud In my mind I saw him soaring rising high above the mountains riding that forever wind never resting till he reached his final destination When you go outside my dear gaze up at the sky contemplate each ghostly image as it goes floating by Look for one that changes from an unfamiliar soma into a beautiful soaring eagle If you see him then he has reached his final destination He carries with it my heart to your doorstep bringing with it my love and wish for you of happiness Look and see if he is there for you and only you will be able to see him be able to feel him be able to want him But if you don't believe in "Fairy Tales and Pixie Dust" then it shall only appear as a shapeless, heartless apparition Remember you have to believe there is magic within the heart or you shall never believe in anything at all