Eagle
The ocean dares me to take a chance
and leap from where I stand.
The ragged and sharp rocks below
leer at my hesitation,
like sharp teeth awaiting me to fall into their midst.
The determined wind
howles with steady frustration
nudging me ever closer to the edge.
The grass caresses my feet
pleading for me to stay
while trees wave a wistful goodbye
with their branches.
The sun peeks through a curtain of clouds
ready for me to join its lonely place in the sky.
I look down again
at the far ocean shore
with the sun glimmering upon its surface.
Beautiful and bright
with all its glory,
hundreds of feet between me and it.
Then I lean over the edge,
far over,
and dive.
I plummet to the earth
fast and lethal,
wings tight to my sides
I wait
and wait,
and wait.
I spread my wings only a frightening distance
from the ground.
I soar,
I fly,
like the eagle I am.
Mighty and strong,
like the king I am soon to be.