‘From Nostalgia to the Flight of Rebirth’ (An Eagle’s perspective)

Trapped in chains of the past, my existence bound,

Agony sits atop the zenith, where sorrows surround.

My timid heart besieged in the valley of despair,

Reality's weight overthrows courage, leaving it bare.

No wish granted by God's creation, it seems,

Wounded by the dagger of history, lost in dreams.

Ages have passed since wings of glory were unfurled,

Once bestowed with exaltation, now weighed on my world.

Feathers heavy and stuck to my aged chest,

As apprehensions cling, refusing to rest.

Shall I praise the claws that once caught with pride?

The ones that hunted with honor, no longer stride.

Talons, once adorned with flair, have lost their might,

A century ago they gleamed, commanding the fight.

Veil lifted from memories, my conscience now aware,

Of a sermon's wisdom, an elder's heartfelt glare.

"Oh creature of God, flight is your sacred duty,

The heavens await, your destination of beauty.

Integrity holds you firm, preventing your fall,

Answer the earth's call, bless them one and all.

Comfort's realm is not your destined goal,

Beyond the moon and stars, let your spirit roll.

Nature reveals enlightenment to those who ponder,

Swoop, withdraw, and swoop again, let your soul wander.

Curiosity fuels your journey through the unknown,

Unleash your true self, let your passion be shown.

Dominate the world, with valor and might,

Embrace your purpose, embrace your birthright."

This experience nourished my near-dead soul,

Awakening from slumber, I took back control.

My destination beckoned, devotion in my stride,

Emotions ablaze, a flame deep inside.

Against a rock, I pecked until my beak was free,

Fervor triumphed over pain, setting me free.

Claws carved through rocks, leaving talons behind,

Leaving the past, my wounds, far behind.

Time's evolution healed wounds in its embrace,

Blessed with wisdom, honor, and zeal's grace.

New beak and talons, shining with renaissance,

I used them to scratch away remorse's dance.

Breaking the chains of fear, I found release,

Freedom's embrace filled my heart with peace.

Solitude of the wilderness became my true home,

A hermit by nature, renunciation I'd known.

Born to fly, born to soar, the boundless sky mine,

In flight of glory, rebirth, my soul finds its shrine.

Thoughts transcending as wings open wide,

The eagle's journey, refined and rhyme applied.

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