Low, Near the Horizon

Low, near the horizon,
I see a magnificent eagle.
It is my steadfast sentinel.
It shows me my path.

From a long-gone voice,
words echo in my soul.
Their tones recall a pure love.
Their accent lifts my heart.

I am climbing the last range.
I walk alone yet will stay strong.
My heart runs ahead today.
Can I share my echoes with you?

When I reach the end of the world,
I will know that I have followed the path.
I will see the eagle above me.
I will fill my heart with love.

William Wayne Smith

From my Patreon

Image from Pexels by Tyler Lastovich

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