Poem: Eagles Circling in the Sky

Eagles circling in the sky,
Wings spread wide, they soar up high.
With eyes that pierce through clouds and light,
They dance on winds, a fearless flight.

A silent grace, they glide so free,
A timeless rhythm, wild decree.
Each turn, each dive, a tale untold,
Of ancient strength, and hearts so bold.

Above the world, they ride the breeze,
A symbol of the land’s great ease.
In every loop, they claim their throne,
In skies where only they have flown.

Eagles circling, high and grand,
They hold the secrets of the land,
And in their wings, the world does sigh—
As eagles circle in the sky.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light,

Brenda Marie