Eagle's Ascension

Beneath the storm's embrace, the eagle soars, Its wings a canvas of the sky's vast lore. A bridge of steel stands firm, a testament to man, Yet nature's grace, in flight, transcends the plan. The golden arches, symbols of human might, Bow to the primal force of nature's light. The eagle's cry, a call to rise above, To break the chains of earth and touch the love. In every gust, a whisper of the wild, A reminder that the soul must be unchained. The mountains cradle dreams, the sea holds tales, And in this moment, we are all the eagle's sails. Soaring high, beyond the reach of mortal eyes, A symbol of the spirit's endless rise. For in the heart of every soul, there lies The courage to ascend, to touch the skies.