Alive

Soaring in the sky like
an eagle, I enter a new
world. A world of joy,
peace and harmony.

I feel the air flow under
my wings, breeze against
my face, and the cool air
drying my eyes.

Pine trees invade
my sense of smell,
the scent I will
never forget.

Listening to my heart
beat and the wind,
I set my pace.

Soaring in the sky like
an eagle,my life will end.