An Occasional Eagle - John Anderson

High o’er the coast of Alaska he flies

Wide 'cross the prairies he covers the skies

A picture of courage and beauty, a symbol of freedom and right

Riding the winds through the mountains

Guided by nature, an occasional eagle in flight

When the shore ice is melting in Kodiak Bay

Knowing that Spring is well on its way

He calls to his mate of a lifetime, to a yearly nest in the thorn

Planting the egg in the branches

And with God’s assistance, an occasional eagle is born

And he flies, covering the land

Stirring the hearts through all generations of man

Poets tell of his bearing, truth on a feathery wind

Painters paint from inspiration

A beautiful picture that only a memory can bring

When I was younger and without a care

For granted I thought he would always be there

But now I only hear stories that the great bird of truth is alive

With a fist in my pocket I’m prayin'

An eternal prayer the great bird of truth will survive

And he flies, covering the land

Stirring the hearts through all generations of man

A picture of courage and beauty, a symbol of freedom and right

Riding the winds through the mountains

Guided by nature, an occasional eagle in flight