Sore Eagle, Soar

SOAR EAGLE SOAR

far above the mountainous clouds
royal eagle flies in search of prey
the evening skies a musky dusk
behold his loyal eyes therein she lays

above old egypt he doth soar
and now his travels beckon him down
toward triune great giza town
eagle's fate hast now been found

destiny sits upon the diamond high
alone she sits she doth not much
her world within is her world without
her eyes scale up as her tears fall down

she sees her eagle approaching
and watches him motionless in holy hum
he lands upon the stoney floors
they sit in attendance of the setting sun

no need for lips when the minds do speak
with the heart in unison distance is weak
now they sit together as the great twin peaks
vibrating as one she silently tweaks and sighs

have you ever wondered just why we're here?
why some may smile and some may tear
some art forsaken and some art blessed
some brave warriors and some lack zest

eagle, some art shephards and some art sheep
some art mindless where some art deep
some art doomed within their own decay
some grab hold and seize the day

...she folds him now into her loving arm
...they continue to view the beloved horizon

eagle, dear friend, how have you been?
it's been a while since i have seen
your regal armor i have missed your love
yet you have not been far my wings from above

where will we be in ten years from now?
do you sense our mission will be accomplished somehow?
what if i fail you and despoil our sacred views and vows?
i must be ready..i must be ready too and now

and what of our people that we so dearly love?
are you serving them wisely? are they getting enough?
for we have sacrificed much that they may fly
eagle, i don't understand why but always
every goodbye hurts just the same

...she lay a gentle peck upon his head
...and caresses him close to her affectionate neck

eagle, my bird, i'm so proud of you
you're out there doing what we'd planned to do
my wings of love my bird so true
fly the good flight and soar for two
but always remember...there is thought of you

...she gathers him up within her arms of care
...and throws him to the winds of god's loving air
...she watches him fly til the sun has gone
...she turns about and owl flies on in whisper

goodbye my love
see you soon im sure
take care of you
don't be sore...just soar

Reviews

[Donald]

It is well constructed and you can feel the words on the page. It must have been fun to write.

[Solilokiss]

Thank you, Donald. It made me cry actually. I felt the feeling of a torn soul who had parted from a soul mate due to the will of God. A self-sacrificing kind of love. I felt like an owl sitting on the apex of the greatest pyramid waiting in the musk of dusk for her love to briefly appear. She had great strength to cast him back into the wind to fulfil his duty for the sake of God, and to remind him to not hurt but be strong when she was so dying inside. I wrote this nearly ten years ago and it's a favourite.

[Donald]

Sometimes I can get like that to, especially if I have a lot of myself in the piece.

[MsJewel]

I admire your ability to telll a story in your poetry. This is wonderful and the message is quite uplifting. It is always a delight to read your work

:) Julie