Majestic eagles ride on thermals high
above the river’s wooded shore:
white hooded monarchs of the sky.
Keen eyes survey the waters as they fly
in quest of prey to ingest or store.
Majestic eagles ride on thermals high.
Above the bluffs, their shadows multiply
as each December dawn brings more
white hooded monarchs to the sky.
At winter’s end they’ll homeward fly
to fish the river's northern corridor.
Majestic eagles ride on thermals high.
The eagle’s noble span and piercing cry
are immortalized in native lore.
White hooded monarchs rule the sky!
Since on spirit wings I must rely
I dream aloft where eagles soar
and glide with them on thermals high:
white hooded monarchs of the sky.
Robert Charles Howard
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eagles-on-the-mississippi/
