An eagle soared over the ocean
The sun beaming on his alabaster crown
Wings spread wide in a glide with tips splayed
Circling the ground below for a final serenade
A squawk heard and repeated over and over
Spirit clouds descend as a single spirit rises higher
Light of the Son, embrace this kind soul
Into the bosom of your fold
A passage from here to there
Loved by a heart with care
Left behind with tears that rain
A sorrow, on the winds, rein in
Bright is the beacon light shining
That is the gaze from eyes crying
A twirling, spiralling feather white to black tip
Falls and sways, as the breeze delivers it
To land at the foot of your heart
A reminder that bodies may, but love, will never part
Ax

Dedicated to my friend and countryman Joseph at The Spirit Keepers