In the vast expanse of endless skies,
Eagles soar with wings unfurled,
Their cries echo through the silent air,
Guardians of the heavens, bold and free.

Above the mountains, through the clouds,
They glide with grace, a dance of might,
Eyes keen as the morning sun,
Surveying the earth with regal sight.

In the cradle of the wind they ride,
Embracing storms with courage true,
A symbol of strength, wisdom’s flight,
Carving paths where dreams renew.

As daylight fades to twilight’s glow,
Eagles rest on towering peaks,
Their spirit lingers in the night,
Whispering tales the stars shall keep.