Two Eagles Soar by LouReeves

Two Eagles Soar
by
� LouReeves

The eagle soared high above,
The land by ocean lay.
And wondered what it would be like,
To fly by water, far away.

The answer, how to do this thing,
For the eagle was in a fog,
Thence to the owl to learn just how,
From the owl in monologue.

"You are the bird, rich in strength and honor,
And soon should find your mate.
If you should leave this sacred land,
You may ever seal your fate."

But the eagle was most adamant, to sail the ship below,
As the crew of many colors strive,
Before setting sail, across the deep blue sea,
To end up in another land which would be much alive.

And the answer came in words so simple,
'Twas to dream of people here.
So in the eagle's dream that night a maiden he did see,
And with her, hand in hand, life would be much freer.

At the dawning of the day,
An indian brave awakened by the sound,
Of an eagle's wings, flapping,
Leaving the forest ground.

Now approaching a clearing, he did see
A maiden fair by a stream.
And he did recall the maiden,
Of his curious, last night's dream.

Thus he did approach her
And wished her a nice day.
She said that it should be
As an eagle in a dream, told her she could play.

So together they had a meal,
Of fried bread and fresh fish.
And the fruits of the forest,
She presented in a dish.

So he told her he had to leave the land,
To sail to a distant shore,
To learn about others and living,
Before he could settle, evermore.

She understood his dream,
Of adventure, far away,
So she wished him farewell.
But to return, then to play.

The captain of the ship at dock,
Welcomed him, as was his due.
After, he worked to load lumber,
With the members of the crew.

After a day of working, he realized,
The captain was quite cruel,
As the men were forced to labor,
With food, just cold gruel.

And it was thus, till they left the port,
After, worse conditions were their lot.
The food was bad and tempers flared,
And angry crew members fought.

Thus lives were lost and the crew worked harder
That is what the captain swore.
They had to bring the ship safely,
To the strange and distant shore.

After the crossing, the indian brave did learn,
Injustice, crimes and wrongs were done,
And man to man, cruelty was accepted,
With unimaginable treatment, under the sun.

On the return crossing, nothing did improve,
What was seen before,
Happened again, even worse,
As lives were lost, galore.

At the sight of land, his heart did beat,
Harder and faster, as he did want to see,
The maiden he had left behind,
As soon as he could be free.

When he went to the camp to see,
The maiden he had left behind,
Her soul to another world had gone,
Succumbed to a disease, not so kind.

That night, he cried himself to sleep,
And dreamed of the fair maiden of the land,
When at dawn he was awakened, he did find
An eagle feather in his hand.

With broken heart, he thought of her,
Then to a shaman did go for aid,
The feather was the clue to say,
What decision had to be made.

"If you think of her and an eagle too,
And when you dream, it will be she,
Thus soon you will be close to her,
And if you want, united to be."

In the morning the brave was found,
Clutching a feather to his chest.
Word went around, death from a broken heart,
And now his life would be at rest.

Now the story is told to this very day,
Of two eagles soaring high, always together,
For all their lives, they did mate,
And as a reward to man, an eagle feather!