THE EAGLE’S WINGS

How lovely are your wings oh Fowl of the sky
So swift and very lofty you soar on high
Strong and Mighty in power you never sigh

You lay your young upon the high mountain peak
We the rain falls they are the first to be hit
And when the sun scorches they get the greatest heat.

The serpent draws near croaching with his belly
With his rattling tail he comes in a hurry,
Moving with his tongue to devour the weary

But you see from afar with your eagle’s eye
And you come to the rescue with a loud cry
You take him by the tail and then fly up high

With your fury you smash him upon the prick
By your wrath you bruise his head with your beak
Until he’s nowhere, no matter how they seek

And then you come to your young and spread your wing
“No one can touch them” you say to their hearing
“My priceless Children” beneath your wings you bring