Focus
My soul longs to be in the places where eagles do dwell,
The fears, in thought, have stopped in lingering.
For my focus now is like the eagle, goes where it does not care,
In wherever it wishes, does the eagle dare.
In the place of their nests, I place my accomplishments, hopeful and unbound.
There, my mind will be full of thoughts in graciousness and knowledge,
Not to be displaced by the negative world beneath.
To rise above, like the eagles ever soaring, content in living to be free.
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