Spirit of the Eagle
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As a child, broken and forlorn I climbed a high cliff seeking spiritual guidance,
it is the culture of my native people to look to the Eagle- the master of the skies;
the one who flies the highest and the closest to the creator and back to Earth,
with beauty, dignity, grace, courage and strength, there is much to be revered;
so I looked up to Father Sky and prayed for the Eagles protection and bravery.
I heard the Eagle calling me and down came a feather into my open hands,
an Eagle feather is never taken but always given, a deeply spiritual gift;
it was on that day that the Eagle became my protector and guide in this life,
he has taught me to love the shadows and the light, and to protect all creatures;
to be free, strong, and brave in all that I do and to never, ever give in to fear.
July 23, 2017
Narrative/Spirit of The Eagle
Copyright Protected, ID 922653
Written for the contest, 1-10 Lines
sponsor, Rick Parise
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