Eagle in the Morning Sky
The true meaning of my name
Written By: Alainnah Robertson
The rosy-robed sky of dawning
Full of hope and promise
The gold-girded sky of dawning
Full of new beginnings
Of youth regained
Of new Life springing
From the old
Old ideas, old places
Old ways of Being
Laid to Rest
In the Lavender of old Dreams
Eagle in the Morning Sky
Soaring, soaring, soaring
In the flaming Universe
Saluting the Snow Capped Mountains
Feeling their fresh challenges
Feeling the rich, red blood
Of new power surging, singing
From the deep, deep
Well of Renewal
The Well whose depths
Draw deeply from the riches of the Past
Feeding my Being
Eagle in the Morning Sky
Circling, circling, circling
Ever young, ever old, ever renewed
The Circle ever completing
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My first collection of poems is called North Songs because I wrote them while living in mining communities in the Canadian north. Dive in to read the entire collection.