High above the mountains, eagles glide,Wings outspread, they dance with the wind.Their eyes pierce the earth with ancient pride,Guardians of the sky where dreams begin.In the golden light of dawn’s embrace,They trace the horizon, fierce and free.Through the vast, uncharted space,They whisper tales of mystery.With feathers touched by the sun’s gentle kiss,They rise on currents, swift and strong.In their flight, a boundless bliss,A symphony of silence, nature’s song.Oh, noble eagles, kings of the air,Your journey inspires the heart’s desire.In your grace, the world lays bare,A testament to the spirit’s fire.