The eagle soars high up in the sky,
Its wings spread out on either side –
A veritable picture of elegance.

From its vantage point it sees
A whole lot of everything,
Which is not in the least overwhelming,
For the fine print is obscured,
In the face of its single minded mission.

When it has circled the skies thus,
Until its precise vision
Has locked in,
On a prey that its hungry self desires,
That is when it swoops down,
Poised talons and all,
To claim its kill.