Matthew Brackley Poet Ballad

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

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