How majestically flies the eagle While upon life's billowing currents he is found The air beneath his wings doth swiftly flow
The beauty of the beating of each wing Deafening is the piercing whistle that stills my heart A shrill cry that echoes down from the highest crags
My soul's unfiltered answer in reply To be lifted up within the endless boundaries of the sky For it too wishes to soar and fly
Independent from all creatures here on Earth Stretching for the freedom to reach upward towards Heaven To rise with the sun and meet each day with such power
What a blessing it is to know That our immortal spirits may fly so high This poignant cry ripped from our very lungs
Thanking God for this magestic sight Overlooking the Earth below And knowing that with the eagles, I too can fly