When the eagle flies

When the eagle flies,

He has enough time to see the world.

He is seeing us.

He can feel what he is seeing.

He knows everything about us.

One look is enough for him.

The smell in the air,

Nothing to pleasure a bird.

He seems to be one of the last ones.

His breath isn´t as strong than it has been before.

His life is nothing more

Than the life of a bird.

He never has said what he wants.

We have never understood his words.

But we think we can know

what an eagle seems to be.

The eagle knows the rules of the world,

Like we could know it.

But he listens to the voices of the world,

More than any human being will do.