When the "storms of life"
Gather darkly ahead,
I think of these wonderful words
I once read ...

And I say to myself
As threatening clouds hover,
"Don't fold up your wings
And run for cover."

But like the eagle,
Spread wide your wings
And soar far above
The troubles life brings.

For the eagle knows
That the higher he flies,
The more tranquil and brighter
Become the skies.

And there is nothing in life
We were ever asked to bear
That we can't soar above
On the wings of a prayer.

And in looking back over
The storm you passed through,
You'll find you gained strength
And new courage, too.

For in facing life's storms
With an eagle's wings,
You can fly far above
Earth's small, petty things.

Helen Steiner Rice (1900-1981)
www.HelenSteinerRice.com