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Erosion of Spirit

Mighty eagle 
light of heart 
full of love 
losing a feather a day 
earthly bound 

not allowed to move, 
make a sound 

paralyzing nothingness 
good heart withering 

too weak to break those 
mental and physical chains 

duty and honour 
hold this eagle 

not allowed to move, 
make a sound 

feathers falling,                                                                                                             
autumn coming 
stark winter calling 

soon no feathers to fly 
good heart dry 

what to do?to fly? 
gather and store glorious plumage 
for the time to come 

when mission is done 
to gather feathers so carefully stored 
in my secret place 

to leap out with movement and sound 
to soar sky bound 
with grace 

no physical release so joyous then being free 
and all because.....i began to see
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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