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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=55027" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>California Saga/the Beaks Of Eagles</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">An eagles nest on the head of an old redwood on one of the<br>Precipice-footed ridges<br>Above ventana creek, that jagged country which nothing but a fallen<br>Meteor will ever plow: no horseman<br>Will ever ride there, no hunter cross this ridge but the winged ones, no<br>One will steal the eggs from this fortress.<br>The she-eagle is old, her mate was shot long ago, she is now mated<br>With a son of hers.<br>When lightning blasted her nest she built it again on the same tree, in<br>The splinters of the thunder bolt.<br>In a broken shack an old man takes his time about dyin<br>And just at the back a wild flowerbed that hell lie in<br>In dawns new light a man might venture<br>A horse drawn stage from monterey.<br>The she-eagle is older than i: she was here when the fires of eighty-five<br>Raged on these ridges,<br>She was lately fledged and dared not hunt ahead of them, but ate scorched<br>Meat.<br>The world has changed in her time; humanity has multiplied,<br>But not here; mens hopes and thoughts and customs have changed, their<br>Powers are enlarged, their powers and their follies have become fantastic.<br>Spilled down the hill a wagon load of bodies lay scattered, shipwrecked<br>At sea.<br>Limestone ore is all that mattered.<br>They took it from the hills right through the cargo doors<br>How many ships have come and gone at thursos landing shore? <br>The unstable animal never has been changed so rapidly.<br>The motor and the plane and the great war have gone over him,<br>And lenin has lived and jehovah died: while the mother-eagle<br>Hunts her same hills, crying the same beautiful and lonely cry<br>And is never tired: dreams the same dreams,<br>And hears at night the rock-slides rattle and thunder in the<br>Throats of these living mountains.<br>It is good for man<br>To try all changes, progress and corruption, powers, peace and anguish,<br>Not to go down the dinosaurs way<br>Until all his capacities have been explored: and it is good for him<br>To know that his needs and nature are no more changed, in fact, in ten<br>Thousand years than the beaks of eagles.<br>Of the eagles plight, we know that natures balance is undone.<br>And its the birthright of man to unify and live his life as one.<br>A whisper of the word will let you soar with your soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Beach Boys - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=55027" data-title="California Saga/the Beaks Of Eagles" data-description="An eagles nest on the head of an old redwood on one of the Precipice-footed ridges Above ventana creek, that jagged country which nothing but a fallen Meteor will ever plow: no horseman Will ever ride there, no hunter cross this ridge but the wing..."></div> </div> </div>
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