Just past this mortal place
Heaven waits for me
Even in darkness
Heaven’s glory waits for me
Just beyond the clouds
cold ivory keys
warm tones of a descant played
drifting to heaven
On my way to a seminar this week I drove past a nesting pair of eagles. As a watched, both of them lifted off the nest and began their morning patrol, looking for an unwitting rabbit who might be blissfully unaware of its surroundings.
I’ve watched this particular pair of eagles for a number of years and every time I see them I want to pull over just to observe their grandeur.
-Clarence HolmSilent searchers of temporal trails,
Spiraling upward on fiery swales.
Looking down through eyes so cold
Stealthy attacks, wings controlled. Authority’s symbol of power precise
Constant vigilance for provisions suffice.
God’s regal hunter, seeking life by chance
Soaring ever higher, sustained by just a glance.