The Wingless Eagle


As the weak heart yearns,
the brave soul dares.

Hope beams
from a tiny opening,
but big enough
for a whirlwind magic to begin.

With a new beginning,
stormy nights are ending.

Gray clouds move,
and the world stop turning;

paving way
for the mightiest eagle
to fly
up, up
and away.


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