Sunday, February 24, 2008

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We join the eagles at their play
any day, any night
make light of light

Glowing in their eyries
sightless in their way
focused on the distance, dreaming

Come soon, the nest is nearly
finished. 'Tis nearly time time time
Time for twining, twinning, singing, spinning


3 comments:

listener said...

The Eagle

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.

~ Tennyson

Anonymous said...

Spring means new dreams, new adventures, new times, new life.
I await its coming in joyous expectation.
Soon it will be upon us...soon.

puddle said...

New life, soon, indeed. . . .