The Old Man...8-21-1998

[unega_waya]

The poem that follows is a little over 14 years old and is still one of my favorite things that I have written.  I wrote it after hiking on the New Jersey side of the Delaware Water Gap.  As I sat on the rocks at the top of the mountain, I heard and then saw two bald eagles flying overhead.  I watched them for about ten minutes and then they were

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[zaedah]

Yup... still love it. Hard to believe so much time has past since the writing of this. But I know the mountain. And maybe I know the shapeshifter.

[unega_waya]

It is a good mountain to walk. I hope you know me but do you know ALL of me? I think not little one...