A Poem from the Eagle

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The Eagle and The Bear

by Paula Martin

The eagle flew high tempting

      the wind to defeat her.

The mountain was her's--

      the sky her limit.

She looked at her right wing

      wind whistling through her feathers;

suddenly, feathers and flesh

      covered her sight.

She spiraled downward--

      branches which used to support her--

                    beat her

                            as she fell hard against the ground.

Pain woke her the next day.

      Cold, hard, wire poked her

              as she tried to stand.

"You will never fly again,"

     the man said, as  he stood admiring his catch;

            "You are mine---forever!"

The eagle's wing healed crooked in the small cage.

      The man fed her and quickly closed the door.

He boasted of her beauty for all to hear.

       The eagle did not share his pride.

Days turned to years--

      the eagle wondered if she'd ever flown.

              "You will never fly again," the wind mocked,

      as it beat her against the cage.

Dreams of flying faded

      the eagle refused to eat.

The man upon seeing his prize dying said,

     "Haven't I given you everything?

How can you refuse your food?"

   Silence was the eagle's answer.

The next day a bear wandered down from the mountains.

     Upon seeing the eagle, the bear wept.

           The bear snapped the cage like a twig

and carried the eagle back to the mountains.

The eagle woke wrapped in the warmth of the bear's love.

 "Why are you dying?" the bear asked.

"Are you not an eagle full of the spirit of the wind?"

"My wing is broken," whispered the eagle.

"I will never fly again."

The bear touched the eagle's wing.

      "You have believed a lie of circumstance

YOU CAN FLY.

YOU ARE AN EAGLE."

The bear's confidence healed the eagle's heart.

And the wind once again lifted the eagle's wings.

The eagle flew back to the bear's shoulders

and wrapped her wings around the bear.

The eagle saw deep into the eyes of the bear;

      eyes that longed to fly

              see beyond the horizon.

"Touch my wing; I will give you vision."

      with a touch the eyes of the eagle

            and the strength of the bear became one.

The bear and the eagle flew forever together.

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