Abandoning Our Eagles

Mountains and Rivers 417

As I looked out over the tree tops

I could see the nests were empty

those huge nests built like a fortress,

the sky was also blank, we had discarded

our eagles once again.

Not the symbols of war, made of plastic

but the spirit of strength from nature

giving us courage in the battle

giving us the hope that we can soar,

opening our eyes to see who we are

connected, to our mother

and to each other, never truly lost

but simply forgetting our wings,

and that loving our neighbor

is a choice.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

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