Eagle

Eagle
On golden wings the eagle soars
above the gibber plain
cries echo off sheer canyon walls
throughout its high domain
Where weathered red rock towers stand
against a deep blue sky
the raptor glides on silent wings
and calls its lonely cry
Saltbush, gums and termite mounds
stretch on and out of sight
No poles or lines or coated wires
restrict the great birds flight
Wheeling high in thermals
no need to flap its wings
for he who hunts with beak and claw
is lord of many things
There on some far horizon
where heat haze melts the sky
where time has lost its meaning
an eagle soars on high