Hear the thunder of resounding winds Over distances far. Speak a word and I will hear within And I'll know where you are. Eagle of the night Changing his flight. Oh, but for a moment as a butterfly Over midsummers green, Skimming beams of golden mirrored light ... To think is to be? Suddenly sunshine, Suddenly I'm fine. Escape from design, Just you and I. There's a river on the border line With a presence of the Sea. Oh, to sail the world with open eyes ... Or be kept from being free? For all that I know maybe wrong; And questions unsolved But the eagle has flown.