*~Lady Hawk~*The Eagle's Cry~*

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The Eagle's Cry

Mountain tops slip
silently
'Neath wings as black
as night.
An Eagle soars and
banks and glides,
In all his splendid might.
In shining waters
of the lakes,
On snowy mountain peaks,
In valleys and
in rugged hills,
His prey he quietly
seeks.
The Messenger from
Father Sky
Spreads out his wings
in flight.
From Mother Earth
is heard a cry,
As she observes
his plight.
A man in cowboy hat
and boots,
So calmly aims
his gun.
A shot rings out
...the Eagle falls,
That splendid life
is done.
He drives home
with his trophy,
Reflecting on his luck,
As an Eagle feather
dangles
From the mirror
of his truck.
Driving on the
curving road,
He turns to face
the sun.
An Eagle dives right
towards him.
There's no place
left to run.
He jerks the wheel
hard to the right,
The tires leave
the ground.
He plummets down...
the Eagle's cry
Is now the only sound.
~ Author Unknown ~

Give Us Hearts to Understand

Give us hearts to understand;
Never to take from creation's
beauty more than we give;
never to destroy wantonly
for the furtherance of greed;
Never to deny to give our
hands for the building
of earth's beauty;
never to take from her
what we cannot use.
Give us hearts to understand
That to destroy earth's
music is to create confusion;
that to wreck her appearance
is to blind us to beauty;
That to callously pollute
her fragrance is to make
a house of stench;
that as we care for her
she will care for us.
We have forgotten who
we are.
We have sought only
our own security.
We have exploited simply
for our own ends.
We have distorted
our knowledge.
We have abused our power.
Great Spirit, whose
dry lands thirst,
Help us to find the
way to refresh your lands.
Great Spirit, whose waters
are choked with debris
and pollution, help us
to find the way to
cleanse your waters.
Great Spirit, whose
beautiful earth grows
ugly with misuse, help
us to find the way to
restore beauty to
your handiwork.
Great Spirit, whose
creatures are being
destroyed, help us
to find a way to
replenish them.
Great Spirit, whose
gifts to us are being
lost in selfishness
and corruption, help us
to find the way to
restore our humanity.
Oh, Great Spirit, whose
voice I hear in the wind,
whose breath gives
life to the world, hear me;
I need your strength
and wisdom.
May I walk in Beauty.

~Big Thunder~
(Bedagi)
late 19th century
~Alonquin~

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