MondayIII August

Eagles’ tireless eddy,
Regally reeling,
Stilled, effortless, movement.
Half flying, half floating.
Feathery tack against an icy wind.
Perfectly pitched for a hungry descent.
Plummeting with eagle force, pulled by weightless gravity.
Turning in a breathless, death defying, merciless descent.
Precise and invisibly quick.
Prey twisting on a nerveless, icy talon.
Waiting for the silent kill.
The eagle’s awesome ascent,
Aeronautical king claiming icy air.
Soaring over,
Frozen space.
A frigid impasse
Ravine a thousand rivers deep.