There are very
Few of us
That wish to
Be clipped caged
Instead we seek
To soar on
Invisible thermals above
Peaks spying the
Smallest things possible
Below us and
Then as we
Swoop we see
Garantua bigger than
Us and cower
But we are
Eagles meant to
Command and take
Even with words
Be my prey
And read me
Let me soar
Come with me
Aloft up high
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 