Sitka Eagle Sanctuary

Sitka Eagle Sanctuary    
   
Old man in feather shawl    
Bleary eyed in golden years    
But sacred heart a fiery torch    
That burns bright as a vision    
Of his lake of heaven    
Where he climbed the mirrored sky    
Into the Alaskan sun orb flames    
Whose grail held the secret hunger    
For a bird of appetite    
 
But the arrow of human passion pierced him    
Into a broken wing of desire    
No more to sail the blue lit sphere    
Of the heights of rapture    
Head cocked like a sly seraph    
On his earthbound perch    
Like Hamlet    
Haunted by the ghost    
Of father sky