The eagle flies high above

Higher than the crow or a dove

Why does he soar so high?

Is it because the only place he can escape is the sky

Or just because he can

And to pity all bound to land

Why does he have such a piercing cry?

Is he mourning a lost love?

Or searching for one to join him in the sky

The answers we may never know

For it lies in the eagle's heart and the one he calls his own