High on a perch the young eagle trembled

Some feathers soft as a velvety cloak

Far down below in the valley so treacherous

Canyons are sounding mid dense clouds of smoke.

 "Soar!" called his father,"Soar over the mountains!"

 "But what if I fall to the chasm below?"

"I'll bear you up on my wings strong and faithful,

I'll bear you up while stronger you grow.

But still did he linger with eyes glazed with horror;

Still did he fear the tumult below.

 "Rise up!" cried his mother,

 "Rise up!" called his father, "Soar high above and follow a star!"

So then he took wing while help hovered near him

And reached for the heavens he had seen from afar.

He felt the keen breezes fluffing his pinions,

He felt the night airways guiding him on.

He felt so alive as he soared with the currents

He sang in his heart a victorious song.