The Ode Thy Soul Recites**

The Ode Thy Soul Recites[1]

 

(Or Ode to the Bald Eagle)

 

Oh, Splendored Being

Of Morning’s Golden Aura,

With whom I wander in a love of thee,

And gain that special blessing in reward,

For learning that in all things, I am free -

 

Oh, Feathered Psalm

That flouts the clutch of earth,

And soars above a fair but distant hill

To which my heart is gathered and is kept

In thoughts so pure they overwhelm my will -

 

Oh, Sudden Swoop

Of heaven’s seamless flight

Hast lifted me in spirit to thine eye

And written golden verses on my brow

That wed my will to wonders in the sky

 

Oh, Outspread Grace

Of this day’s doughty wings

Hast elevated me unto the heights

Of unaffected love and boundless faith,

In which I claim the ode thy soul recites.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

I don't think I've ever seen a golden eagle, but if the bird can inspire such hymnlike adoration, I must put it on my bucket list.