An Eagle's Prayer
An eagle rose up to the light, soaring above the land.
The suffering it saw below, it struggled to understand.
A man cried near a river bank, wings dived to catch the tears.
The eagle prayed, "Lord, help me cast every sorrow, every fear
straight to your care at Heaven's door, no soul should feel this pain.
Lord, I will be your eyes, your wings; please, guide me through the rain.
I'll soar above each lonely heart creating an image of grace.
Then, I'll fly to earth from blue skies lifting the eyes of every face.
For if they feel your love for them, all may forget their grief,
and some will get a glimpse of Heaven, though it might be brief.
I pray each one receives this gift to carry in their hearts.
You are the Father. They, your children, cannot exist apart
from You, oh Lord, though I'll never know why so many try...
I pray Lord, my majestic flight will bring hope to all who cry."
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2012
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