Deborah Stokol - The Catskill Eagle (Keening Calls Version)

There is a wisdom that is woe
But there is a woe that is madness
And there is a Catskill eagle in some souls
That can alike dive down
Into the blackest gorges
And soar out of them again
And become invisible in the sunny spaces
And even if he for ever flies within the gorge
That gorge is in the mountains
So that even in his lowest swoop
The mountain eagle is still
Higher than other birds upon the plain
Even though they soar

Written by:
Herman Melville

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