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My Eagle, so strong, so gentle. He watched me silently from atop his mountain peaks. He watched, as I roamed his mountains, searching every path, resting beside each cascading waterfall, waiting, watching the blue skies, hoping he would come.

I sat upon Gods riverbanks and breathed the freshness of earth. I called out through the valleys where my echo still remains calling, calling... "Come, my Eagle".

Take me upon your wings, carry me where you fly, so I may view the beauty of life through your eyes. Teach me to fly, so that one day I may carry you to new heights.

Let us learn to fly in unison, the breadth, the depths, the heights of life.

Let us have Faith in our flight. Let us be strong in communication of kindness, love and laughter.

Let us be this.

Let us be more, than this.

Let us, be.