Little Bird And The Eagle 

In the morning mist of the moor... in the semi-darkness of the dawn. 

Stood a lone tree, and out of this tree drifted the sweetest music. 

Little bird sung her song to the emptiness of the moor. 

And as Little Bird sang, she noticed a shadow drift slowly across the heather. 

She stopped briefly and wondered what that was and then continued to sing her magical song. 

There was a powerful rush of air and the beating of wings. the branch she was standing on sagged under a great weight. 

Little bird stood still.frozen.... quiet.


Then a deep clear voice spoke.... "Little bird...  why have you stopped singing?" 

Little bird trembled with fear! 

Then the deep clear voice spoke again... "Little bird... look at me!" 

So powerful was the command of the voice... Little bird could not resist. 

Trembling, shaking she turned her head,  eyes cast down. 

And as she turned she saw the great, sharp silver talons clasping the branch she herself stood on.

She nearly collapsed with terror. 

Then the great voice spoke again, with softness this time... "Little bird... look at Me!" 

Little bird, shaking and trembling, her heart pumping like a drum gone wild. 

Slowly looked up into the clear bright golden eyes of a Great and Noble Eagle... she was transfixed by the power in his eyes. 

The Great Eagle looked down at her and smiled. 

Then speaking in a deep voice spoke... "Little bird, each morning as I fly high across the emptiness of the moor.... the sweetest music drifts on the breeze up to Me." "This morning I have come to see where this sweet song comes from... Sing Little bird... Sing" 

Little bird quivering in her voice spoke and terrified in her body replied... "Great Eagle... I cannot sing I am afraid" 

The Great Eagle looked at Little bird with puzzlement... "Why Little bird... why can you not sing?" 

Little bird blurted out... "I am afraid you will eat me.... You are a Great and Noble Eagle, you fly high and see all... you have such Great Wisdom... what am I but a snack for you" 

The Eagle looked deep at Little bird and slowly turned his head away. 

And speaking in a sad voice said... "It is true little bird, I fly High... My sight is sharp and I see all...I know the ways of the World... and many fear Me" 

And looking back at Little bird with a wistful sadness in His eyes, said in his deep voice. 

"Little bird... I cannot sing the beautiful song of the heart you sing each morning... your song fills Me with Joy!" "You sing your song with love... sing for Me little bird... so I may sit with you and feel Joyful!" 

Little bird looked at the Great Eagle with amazement. 

Not knowing what to do. 

She was expecting to be eaten! 

The Eagle looked down at her with a softness in His eyes. and spoke in a soft low gentle voice... "Little bird... sing your song of Joy and Love... let us welcome the Sun to the birth of a new day.. I will sit here peacefully with you and be filled with Your Magic!" 

And the Eagle smiled softly at her. 

Little bird looked at the Eagle and was filled with great pride. 

No longer fearful. 

Here was a Great Lord of the air, wanting to hear her song. 

She turned to face the newly breaking Sun. 

Stood tall and drew breath that filled her whole body and sang with all the passion of Her Great Heart. 

Each and every morning at the breaking of a new day. 

As the first rays of the Sun caress the greenness of the moor. 

There is a lone tree which sings a Great and Passionate song. 

Little birds Great Heart sings! 

And perched quietly next to Her. 

Is a Great and Noble Eagle..


Blissed with Joy! 

Friendship and Love are born in every way. 

When one Heart hears another Hearts song! 

It is only the blindness of stupidity and ignorance that keeps us apart. 

Ange Fonce