Liberty!

The eagle on the precipice Stands not afraid to fly, For instincts taught him of such bliss Beyond his questions why... No vast expanse can stir up doubts, Liberty drives him on And so he flies beneath the clouds Till all his strength has gone... As long as he has eagle eyes That scan the skies for miles, The eagle flies and flies and flies And so the sight beguiles... Thus humans stare, with envy still, On lands beneath the sun, Aware each time they climbed a hill, They could but walk or run... Yet every eagle sees the land Like God from up above, Because all life by God was planned, To serve Him well enough... Our God created freedom's wings That cross the skies in flight, As surely as He made all things That bring our Lord delight... Denis Martindale, copyright, December 2013. The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Liberty'. Find more wildlife poems using Google search for the search phrase Stephen Gayford poetry.