Eagle of Gold
Apr 7, 2019 12:03:13 GMT 9.5
Post by fjrogers on Apr 7, 2019 12:03:13 GMT 9.5
Eagle of Gold
Hail the day
of rising sun
creation brings
flowing gold
upon gold
through open sky
on rolling land-
on surging seas
on shore and sand.
Now the eagle flies
at silent dawn-
eyes shadowed
wings outspread
through woven light
and haze white
like new spun cloud
invisible shroud.
Can we now be proud
of earth and sky....
or may we never fly?
Our eyes are lifted high
at eventide
as fading day
seeks to hide
the star
that is our guide.
Still the eagle flies
with all in sight
the ancient flight
and holy rite-
till sun is gold
the glowing fire
when morning's bright.
Hail the day
of rising sun
creation brings
flowing gold
upon gold
through open sky
on rolling land-
on surging seas
on shore and sand.
Now the eagle flies
at silent dawn-
eyes shadowed
wings outspread
through woven light
and haze white
like new spun cloud
invisible shroud.
Can we now be proud
of earth and sky....
or may we never fly?
Our eyes are lifted high
at eventide
as fading day
seeks to hide
the star
that is our guide.
Still the eagle flies
with all in sight
the ancient flight
and holy rite-
till sun is gold
the glowing fire
when morning's bright.
