4 Men
Blue Self-Existing
Eagle
Blue Eagle, do you hear the call
Singing through the Needles on the
Pine –
Through the whispering Tendrils of
the Vine?
My Voice a faint Murmur in the Night
Kissing you softly awake
Blue Eagle, do you hear the Song
Floating on a misty Mountainside
Rushing down a narrow Waterfall
Up the lazy River of your Spine
Like a lovely Lotus Blossom?
Blue Eagle, do you hear the Sound
Crowning and surrounding you
Sighing for your Soul
To learn the Language?
Blue Eagle, do you hear the Drum
Signaling the Rhythm of your Days
As you become the Master of your
Fate?
Blue Eagle, mark the Measure of your
Glory
Embrace the Grandeur of your Story —
Now is the Time!
©Kleomichele Leeds
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