Retirement
Soaring high like an Eagle
Soaring high like an Eagle
Dance to the beat of the drum
Listen as sounds in the distance
Draw you closer yet stillness succumbs.
Heartbeats like music keep strumming
Lifting my spirit within
Soon heavy fog will surround me
The stars in the distance will dim.
Faster yet still I keep moving
Wandering off the safe path
Hoping for daylight's appearing
Avoiding the storm's great wrath.
Thunder and lightning come crashing
No sounds do the Eagles make
For soon they too will take cover
Soaring quickly over the lakes.
Lifting yet higher and higher
Sailing on currents of wind
This too shall pass for the Eagle
The storm shall come to an end.
Sunshine and rainbows will follow
The songs of the day will begin That which the Eagle endures
Has given us hope once again.
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