Morning Prayer ŠJerome Bushyhead
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Pray and give thanks each day for all things
given to you by the Great Spirit.



The Eagle of Freedom
0, that Eagle of Freedom! when cloud upon cloud
Swathed the sky of my own native land with a shroud,
When lightnings gleamed fiercely, and thunderbolts rung,
How proud to the tempest those pinions were flung!
Though the wild blast of battle rushed fierce through the air
With darkness and dread, still the eagle was there;
Unquailing, still speeding, his swift flight was on,
Till rainbow of peace crowned the victory won.
0, that Eagle of Freedom! age dims not his eye,
He has seen earth's mortality spring, bloom, and die!
He has seen the strong nations rise, flourish, and fall,
He mocks at Time's changes, he triumphs o'er all;
He has seen our own land with forests o'erspread,
He sees it with sunshine and joy on its head;
And his presence will bless this his own chosen clime,
Till the Archangel's fiat is set upon time.

~ Alfred B. Street ~




The Eagle

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.

~ Alfred Tennyson ~



The Bald Eagle - An American Emblem

The bald eagle was chosen June 20, 1782
as the emblem of the United States of American,
because of its long life, great strength
and majestic looks, and also because
it was then believed to exist only on this continent.



The Eagle, Our National Emblem

On the backs of our gold coins,
the silver dollar,
the half dollar and the quarter,
we see an eagle with outspread wings.
On the Great Seal of the United States
and in many places which are exponents
of our nation's authority we see the same emblem.
The eagle represents freedom.
Living as he does on the tops of lofty mountains,
amid the solitary grandeur of Nature,
he has unlimited freedom,
whether with strong pinions
he sweeps into the valleys below,
or upward into the boundless spaces beyond.
It is said the eagle was used as a
national emblem because, at one of the
first battles of the Revolution
(which occurred early in the morning)
the noise of the struggle awoke the
sleeping eagles on the heights
and they flew from their nests and circled
about over the heads of the fighting men,
all the while giving vent to their raucous cries.
"They are shrieking for Freedom,"
said the patriots.
Thus the eagle,
full of the boundless spirit of freedom,
living above the valleys,
strong and powerful in his might,
has become the national emblem of a country
that offers freedom in word and thought
and an opportunity for a full and free expansion
into the boundless space of the future.

~ Maude M. Grant ~



The bald eagle is still listed as "threatened" in the entire United States.



The Eagle's Cry

Mountain tops slip silently
'Neath wings as black as night.
An Eagle soars and banks and glides,
In all his splendid might.
In shining waters of the lakes,
On snowy mountain peaks,
In valleys and in rugged hills,
His prey he quietly seeks.
The Messenger from Father Sky
Spreads out his wings in flight.
From Mother Earth is heard a cry,
As she observes his plight.
A man in cowboy hat and boots,
So calmly aims his gun.
A shot rings out...the Eagle falls,
That splendid life is done.
He drives home with his trophy,
Reflecting on his luck,
As an Eagle feather dangles
From the mirror of his truck.
Driving on the curving road,
He turns to face the sun.
An Eagle dives right towards him.
There's no place left to run.
He jerks the wheel hard to the right,
The tires leave the ground.
He plummets down...the Eagle's cry
Is now the only sound.
~ Author Unknown ~



Where Eagles Fly
by - Helen E. Payne Spencer, Cherokee

The coolness of the mountains
and the deepness of the sea
The blueness of the sky,
The Eagles fly - They do not flee.
The long amber grasses
floating in the breeze,
The smell of sweet flowers
are just thoughts inside of me.
Where men would never venture,
That's where the Eagles fly
On top of purple mountains
You can hear their shrieking cry.
In the mountains are their nests
Hidden from the prey
They won't be fools
or be victims
Or fall along the way.
They fight for life,
these large strong birds,
They won't let it pass them by.
Examples in our life should be.
To fly where Eagles fly.





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