To Soar Again

 On a rocky mountain outcrop

Far above the sleepy world

In the misty, morning stillness

Perched an eagle, feathers furled.

Other birds began their chorus

And the air was filled with praise,

As the fog was ushered elsewhere

By the sun’s persistent rays.

On the sunbathed rocky summit,

Warming air began to rise,

Beckoning the waiting eagle

From the mountain to the skies.

Gracefully he soared and circled,

Slicing through the crystal air,

Far beyond all earthly clamor,

Wild and free, without a care.

Are you blanketed by darkness?

Are the joys of life obscure?

Do you wonder if you’ll ever

Know the life you knew before?

Use this waiting time for trusting—

God is working out His plan.

In His time you’ll feel His current

Lifting you to soar again.

by Jalisa Wenger
Used by permission