To Soar Like An Eagle
The Heavens are calling
As my appointment grows near
Death shall soon consume me
Yet I have no fear
My spirit is rising
And my breath begins to cease
I look to my destination
And see a place of peace
The Angels are softly singing
Guiding me with their voice
I look to the life I left behind
Dying was not my choice
I feel myself soaring
Faster towards the light
I feel like I’m an eagle
Flying quietly in the night.
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