Soaring high above the clouds, the eagle glides with grace,
Its wings spread wide, a symbol of strength and space,
Through winds that whisper secrets of the ancient days,
The eagle flies, undeterred by the sun’s fierce blaze.

With eyes like fire, sharp and keen,
It scans the earth below, so green,
Seeking a path through the endless blue,
The eagle’s vision, unwavering and true.

On rocky cliffs and towering trees,
It perches with a regal ease,
A guardian of the skies so vast,
The eagle’s reign, forever to last.

As twilight falls and stars ignite,
The eagle takes one final flight,
Into the night, a shadow’s dance,
The eagle’s journey, a timeless trance.