The emu and ostrich...,
Make a wonderful pair !
Into the open skies...,
They never dare.
For,
They are grounded in flight,
This is their plight.
To run like Hell,
At the sound of Death's knell.
The Eagle,
On the other hand,
Flies above the clouds.
Like a natural shroud ....,
For the Lord's anointed !
No terrestrial snare,
Can Him dare !.
And even in flight,
He,
Is the guiding Light !
A secret,
To thee have I told,
About this,
Avian citizen of old,
Whose wings are the worth of Gold !
Nature seems to have worked it's way,
On this bird of prey,
Adieu,
Adieu,
Fly away..,
Let us meet some other day ! .... . 🙏🙏🙏
Make a wonderful pair !
Into the open skies...,
They never dare.
For,
They are grounded in flight,
This is their plight.
To run like Hell,
At the sound of Death's knell.
The Eagle,
On the other hand,
Flies above the clouds.
Like a natural shroud ....,
For the Lord's anointed !
No terrestrial snare,
Can Him dare !.
And even in flight,
He,
Is the guiding Light !
A secret,
To thee have I told,
About this,
Avian citizen of old,
Whose wings are the worth of Gold !
Nature seems to have worked it's way,
On this bird of prey,
Adieu,
Adieu,
Fly away..,
Let us meet some other day ! .... . 🙏🙏🙏
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