My Eagle by Friedrich Nietzsche (in "Thus Spake Zarathustra")

My Eagle by Friedrich Nietzsche

In the morning after that night, Zarathustra leaped from his couch, girded his loins, and went out from his cave, glowing and strong, as the sun at dawn coming forth from dark mountains.

Thou great star! said he, even as he had said aforetime. Thou deep eye of joy, where were all thy bliss without them for whom thou shinest!

Go to! They sleep yet, these Higher Men, whilst I awake: these are not my true companions! Not for these do I wait here in my mountains.

They sleep yet within my cave; their dream drinketh yet of my drunken songs. The ear that hearkeneth for me, the obeying ear, it is not found in them.

Thus Zarathustra spoke within his heart when the sun rose. Then gazed he questing into the heavens, for he heard above him the sharp cry of his Eagle.