Aiming straight
The fastest
Most ruthless
Flying predator
The Golden Eagle
Lures me
To life
Makes me feel agile
Crowned in gold
Perched on hills
Scanning the Earth
For signs of life
It lives in Mountains
Just like I do
It sees the valleys
Like I do
It feels the winds
Just like I do
And yet
It is the
King of Birds
And I,
The helpless
Creeping soul,
Can’t even fathom
Who I am.
The Golden Eagle is found in Khunjerab National Park Gojal, Hunza, in the extreme north of Pakistan, along the Chinese Border. This poem is dedicated to that wild bird of amazing attributes.
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