"eagle's wings"

freedom is a precious commodity physical,emotional and spiritual

Locked up alone
behind unseen walls,
borders defining my lonely existence,
days an' days of dreaming dreams.
One is particularly persistent...
a dream I have of freedom,
being on the outside living free.
My vision is of a mighty eagle,
wings spread soaring majestically...
flying thru the wild blue,
ruler of his realm in the sky.
I pray God,please grant me this,
if only i could fly
i'd screech a cry aloud;
commanding the wind to bow before me
and soar above the clouds.
Ruling all as far as i could see,
a conqueror in triumph
claming freedom's crown.
Then i spot the prince of freedom,perched
grandly on his gilded throne...
and it dawns on me,
this is his kingdom an' not my home.
The sky is the eagle's realm,
the earth remains as mine...
yet the eagle lifts my spirit soaring,
spreading wings within my heart an' mind.