June 2016

June 2016

1.10.2012

Eagle Scout



Eagle's Nest

Miles away from home to a place of thorns and thistles, 
Gone for a purpose to be gained for Father’s glory.
I hear my Homeland guiding me from all the whistles
‘Til I am with the Wings that kept when I was weary.


From a distance, its Voice calls for the depths of my soul

While all the angels in their songs keep me uplifted

In thoughts of grace through the times and seasons as they roll, 
And in merry stanzas of what Inspiration said.



To soar above storms when strength flies with me in the air

Until on the Rock a rainbow says it is done

After all past memories to face a new affair
Then say to my spirit that I will always go on.



I take wing for love and life as I cleave to the Heart

That carved and gave this world to me then guided the way.

Now all I have inside is the mission of my part
As I keep soaring above all forms of life and clay.



No reason to look back or to be selfish in this

For there is a reward waiting me after the quest.

In the everlasting skies, there is a golden bliss
Where I will be ever found glad in the Eagle’s Nest.



 by Prince Obed de la Cruz