The Eagle
- Philip McNeill

- Apr 17
- 1 min read
How humbling the eagle’s gaze.
A cold wind, startled calls of would-be prey,
the occasional blundering and curious human.
The calm and disciplined stare of the eagle, unfazed.
Ever alert—the next meal, the next threat,
the next lesson to teach.
A predator and parent, unmatched caliber.
The sentinel of winds and mighty waters;
nature’s unforgiving order
reflected in those piercing yellow eyes.
The practiced discipline,
the razor-sharp instincts,
talons to boot.
How in awe the world is.
How humbling the eagle’s gaze.



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