Not my poem, but one I came across on a woderful website. I`ll enclose link to site at the bottom of this. Very creative man producing wonderful poetry and videos.
“You were born in my branches
From the formless to form
In the silence of winter
In the eye of the storm
You were born in my branches
Where the three rivers flow
At the feet of the mountain
Upon a blanket of snow.”
Eagle poem by Three Eagles
Link to site
threeeaglesrecordings.com/r...
Have a good day everyone, and let the site owner know what you think. Chris.