The Eagle

The skies are clearing as the clouds wring out the last of the storms

This is not a time of princes and paupers

The most lowly amongst you now perches on the shoulders of kings

Remember who you are

Remember where you come from

Remember the light that shines inside

You stand poised on the edge of the highest peak

Below you roils the churning sea

Above you tranquil skies of azure

The deafening roar beneath is slinking upwards

Like a stealthy snake hunting its prey

What are the choices laid out before you?

To dive into the waves below and join the chaos, swimming in the anger and repugnance?

To stay perched on the precipice as the snake winds closer; knowing its bite spreads the pestilence of fear?

Or to trust in your inner voice and step off the ledge letting your wings unfurl?

Do not join in

Do not become one with the chaos

Do not allow the venom of fear inside

Recognize the sound of the lower voices and they will fall on deaf ears

Trust only the music of your inner wisdom, her cadence is that of love

You are the eagle

Clutch the snake in your talons and cast it back to the waters below

Your wings soar on the winds of transformation

Victorious