THE EAGLE

THE EAGLE

Roger A. Davis

A majestic bird of prey
The Great Spirit, the Lakota say
The eagle rises there each day
To light the morning star to see the way

Once, years ago in Santa Fe
We were allowed to view a statue of clay
Fashioned in the capture of an eagle
It was life size and very regal

It was cast in bronze, it is a famous rendition
Of the Native American Feather Gathering tradition
I see small ones at different exhibits around
It’s amazing to see him rise out of the ground

The bald eagle for the U.S.A.
Has a special place in our hearts to stay
It represents freedom above our nation’s banner
I’m glad we didn’t go with Ben Franklin, The Planner

Coming here to the Plains in winter and late fall
I have viewed them in awe
Zoos have them, too
Some species are getting to be few

Feathers are preserved and have a reverent place
For the Native American race
To be worn with honor, dignity and pride
In my soul, what the eagle represents will abide