Storms Bring Out the Eagles

When the storms of life

Gather darkly ahead,

I think of these wonderful words

I once read.

And I say to myself

As threatening clouds hover,

Don't fold up your wings

And run for cover.

But like the eagle,

Spread wide your wings

And soar far above

The troubles life brings.

For the eagle knows

That the higher he flies,

The more tranquil and brighter

Become the skies.

And there is nothing in life

God ever asks us to bear

That we can't soar above

On the wings of prayer.

And in looking back over

The storm you passed through,

You'll find you gained strength

And new courage, too.

For in facing life's storms

With an eagle's wings,

You can fly far above

Earth's small, petty things.

By: Helen Steiner Rice

 

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