The days we see above the shining stream
Lies still a glittering dream
A dream to soar, a dream to roar
Here we come, flying above the shore

Beyond the tall fir trees in a dense forest
The sun rises above the Snow Mountains
Shoals of fish swim in tandem
And dolphins leap beside the fountains

An intense desire to transform
Stirs throughout our spirits, as we jostle
Is this the mystery behind life’s journey?
When the soul evolves into an eagle

The secret revealed in the ancient scriptures
Was less known amongst men of the past
The eagle was born with this talisman
To destroy the gloom of the dark

Eagles are rising spirits
Highly evolved from their souls
It’s almost like a transformation
Unleashing the power of the unknown

These are keen sighted birds
that spot their prey from a staggering distance
They leave us staring in emptiness
As they vanish above the vast existence

This kind of deep magic
Is present in all beings alike
Eagles are birds from the heavens
Soaring is their birthright

An eagle is an exalted creature
With wings that could rule the clouds
They epitomize optimism
Spreading wisps of cheer in a shroud

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