Eagled Man

With wings outstretched

currents carry Nature's eyes upward

rising above meadowed Alpine flowering

across scree-scattered memories old

soaring above storm and cloud

coming to rest on season's memory-laden cover

Beneath a taloned grip

slants rusted sheets of shelter

overhanging tin-sealed windows

now but closed eyes

once open to saber edged granite

What secrets lay at rest

within its stone walls?

What flames of the soul

has this bouldered shield kept kindled?

What exhaustion of lungs

has her solid floor rested?

What whispered voices

have her passion embers kept conscious?

To some

A rest stop in history

To others

An outpost of courage

To all

A rock-firm pause

reminding those who pass

eagles do soar

just as legs do climb

seeking but the calm

the windless current

where melodic vision is unabated

and chorused echoes spring infinite

where journey of mind

meets home of spirit