The Mirage

Flying higher up the sky Eagle stretches his wings as wide In the limit of bluish sky And acts in vain to intervene The sunlight from kissing the earth And throw his eyes widened afar To the earth below Quite surprised at his own shadow Thrown over the whole earth So larger and so wider enough And too proud of his ability and strength To occupy the land of nature and green In his own possession The eagle Quite unaware the truth of his shadow Tired of flying higher up the sky Falls straight down the earth Breathing desperately Takes rest on a piece of the earth So cool by sorrows knowing the reality Nothing owned by him But a few of the earth in his possession That stuck the claws of his feet *