Skybound Majesty
Reflection
In the realm where city meets sky,
A tale of freedom starts to fly.
Eagles soar, their wings outstretched,
A symbol of power, unbridled and sketched.
The Golden Gate, a bridge of might,
Stands tall, a witness to their flight.
The city's roar, a distant hum,
As nature's beauty has just begun.
The eagles ride the thermal winds,
Their spirits unconfined, their souls within.
In this dance, we find our own desire,
To rise above, to touch the higher fire.
Their eyes, a piercing, sharp gaze,
Reflect the beauty in the urban haze.
The light of dawn, a golden glow,
Illuminates the path they know.
In their flight, we see our own potential,
To soar beyond the mundane, to be essential.