I saw them fly,
high, high overhead—
stood still to watch two eagles
circle in finely drawn, yet perfectly visible lines
as if speaking to my heart’s need
to hope in such things—
that divine intimations might be as common
as this.
Regaining our spiritual strength is no small thing. Often it takes waiting on the Lord, for his wind to lift our spirits. To carry us where we need to be. To remind us where we belong.