62 What Birds Have Done With Me 



small boy heard the young Eagles crying for food 

 from a nest that overlooked lake and forest and 

 plain, and he watched with never-flagging interest 

 the old birds climbing the viewless ladders of the 

 sky and he knew, as only those know who have 

 never doubted, that when the dying Christian in 

 the hymn, cried, "Lend me your wings, I mount, 

 I fly," his soul was calling for the wings of an 

 Eagle. 



