ardent eagle

the eagle soars

his wings held high

immune to evening’s

mayhem nigh

regal eagle

commands the winds

to his hunt

attention pinned

the eagle soars

the auburn sky

with rapt attention

the night can’t pry

ardent upon his throne of air

eagle ignores the chittering

of the smaller birds

and their ceaseless twittering

lofted by private thermals

eagle glides over verdant woods

focused on the fruitful forest

savors secret sacred words

About Brad Werner

Technical Evangelist
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