Heart of the Condor

I fly on silver wings of light
through canyon  mists of time
My heart
   soars like an eagle
I sail in silence . . .
noiseless
        on silver wings of flight
My heart
          bursts with love and joy
I fly….I fly
My heart
                      races with the mountains
     in their grandeur
in their amethyst and haunting depths
Far below
         the jungle drifting
  verdant mystery, life-embracing
Far below
the river twisting
          shimmering silver
        through the land
Eternal  Ways
Eternal  Rhythms
Mountains twirl their winds around
To  Life…   To  Life….     To  Life

This poem flowed seamlessly, like a condor flies, the first time I heard “Flying Condor” on Cusco’s Apurimac CD. Listening to this song while reading will enrich your experience of “Heart of the Condor.”

© 1988 Carol Stall