Eagles
An eagle mounts, we watch with wond’ring eyes,
      When mountains that constrain us, it glides o’er,
To test its limits in the farthest skies,
     While we meet ours in valleys we deplore.
An eagle falls to earth and leaves a void
     That won’t be filled. It preys upon the mind.
             So we proclaim in sorrow how we care
                    And, not of tears devoid,
     We muse of why it is those left behind,
             Can only envy feats that eagles dare.