Flight

By Szabo Eduard Dragomir

Amidst the crownless empyrean sky,

A majestic eagles flying high.
Through the silky robes of white frail clouds,
It spreads its wings and the earth they shroud.

A shade so white, a will so full of might,

My bodys heavy, yet your spirits light.
And here I am, trapped to the barren ground
While you soar high with a spirit unbound.

Mightiest eagle, guardian of sky,

Your endless kingdom my old eyes espy.
Under your proudly wings, I wish to fly
High, by night and by day, here and away.

Come to me, majestic beast of prey

And help me pass my last of days today.
Carry on my soul and well fly abreast,
And to times dusk Ill be at skys behest