Golden Eagle
SMALL EAGLE
wisdom is the wasted seeds we sow,
that is lost to childhood as we grow,
who then and now will always know,
why the streams and rivers flow.
yet some lose not this gift of birth,
as one I knew who sculptured worth,
upon the wastelands of the earth,
and shared with wilderness her mirth.
and from the shadows and the shades,
from winding rivers and cascades,
she reaped great wisdom of decades
and left it where it never fades...
among the children of her soul
to let them know that they were whole.