Oh graceful eagle over head so very high
How you can see a smallest mouse far below
You've a six mile sight from away up there
So yet another meal for your young to know
Gliding and moving not a feather it seems
Hovering there on the current of the breeze
So small you seem to be from away down here
As you drift silently above with endless ease
Your so highest nest of young so far away
Upon a cliff or maybe a highest ever pine
Searching for food to feed your still young
How you appear from here so ganantly divine
Blessed are you most graceful bird of prey
And worshiped as well by one and all are you
In your highest world one of your very own
At a height that not too many ever knew
Fly there oh eagle in your heaven so high
Seaching so slowly so very high there above
To feed your young so they can one day as well
Know the high heavens that you only know and love.