From the eagle's molting
I hope you learn a thing or two.
For even the strong grow weary,
and thus! They shall need help too.
From the eagle's molting
Learn the need to flee the crowd,
embrace the need for rest.
For they keep drinking from thy river, not minding thy flow.
From the eagle's molting
I hope you learn to tell yourself the truth,
When your wings can't flab high enough,
And your strength gathers no more.
From the eagle's molting
Learn the need of friends and family,
For when he could for the while hunt no more,
They still found him and brought food.
From the eagle's molting
Learn to wait though in travail
For it left the view of life,
And the gladness that it brings.
From the eagle's molting
Learn the essence of time
For the right time will always come,
And waiting isn't foolishness.
