As the eagle soars I look around the thirsty land. <br />This is my home I belong here. The Powerful Spirit has blessed <br />me with life in this beautiful world with beautiful people. <br /> <br />As I look at the sky one last time, I fall to my knees. <br />My head falls back and my swollen mouth faces towards the sky. <br /> <br />I lay there days, weeks, months, years... <br />I 'm not alone, nor am I afraid because I know I can feel His presence <br />with me. As I feel my spirit leaving my body, I feel a dropp splatter on <br />my face. I slowly open my eyes and look around to see flowers <br />blooming and the Powerful Spirit's tears falling on my face. <br />Joyous that I have followed. <br /> <br />The eagle soars far above the trees. This is my home. This is where <br />I belong.<br /><br />Cleo A. Fletcher<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-eagle-soars/
