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Broken


I have met an eagle with broken wings.
Once he soared in the skies .
Once he touched the moon
Now his wings are broken,
He takes no flight.
He doesn't moult anymore.
He is living with dry feathers.
He doesn't hunt anymore.
He has made his eyrie his world.
His eyes are dull and full of despair.
He cringes on being touched.
He has forgotten how to keep himself warm.

I wish I had known him when he was whole.
I wish I had seen him flying high in the clear blue skies.
I wish I could have stood on the ground and admired him from afar.
I wish I had seen him hunt for prey.
I wish I had seen him swoop in for the kill.
I wish I had seen him feeding his family.
I wish I had seen him teaching his eaglets to fly.
I wish I had seen him somersaulting in the skies with his mate.

I wish I hadn't seen this broken eagle...

I wish I could see the eagle take flight again.
I wish I could see him dipping and diving and being the master of the skies.
I wish I could splint his wings and give him hope.
I wish I could sharpen his claws and make him hunt again.
I wish I could restore the glint in his eyes.
I wish I could pluck away the dead feathers and see him grow new shiny ones.
I wish I could see him spread his wings around his family and care for them.
I wish he would moult....

Amen...

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