19.
Ode to the Eagle Tamer
By JH Sayyar
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I see a cord between an eagle and a tamer,
I could not spy with my eyes, really not at all
I try to see, but luck fails like a gamer,
In games loosing trust in judgment, a sure fall
I wonder the eagle comes back with a chase,
Put before his owner taking prey in its toes,
Exposes glee shouting and flapping wings,
Sts on the tamer’s hand, releasing astral rays,
Looking in a victory style, I wonder and amaze,
Wearing in the paws; colored trust-rings
2
I wonder; the eagle comes back by and by,
I think but fail, just a point comes in mind,
In the jungle shady trees I peacefully spy,
What is middle point that them does bind
I unlock my third eye, saw an unseen cord,
Glimmering in the sky, but strong like a rod,
Made of Astral Light, an essence of pure soul
Fools cannot see it, wise keep in vision hoard,
Great and small earthly things watch like God,
Nothing here, rays travel; North to South Pole
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O my Swan, its unseen cord; Astral Light,
That binds each object, al men or a beast,
If the cord missing; darkness there; no light,
Astral Light Trust light, know it at least,
The rust that binds all willful love trends,
Of our thoughts, and doubt vales veiling,
In different shapes, wishes roam in the mart,
The eagle comes back; it is trust, my friends,
Its absence; in soul exposes; dusk prevailing
Trust is a love key; trust God’s the first part
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