Proud Eagle

A wandering, enjoying the summer breeze,
When behold I hear, a screeching on high.
As I turn to see what disrupted the peace,
I see a surprising yet fierce scene in the sky.
Two young eagles with talons held out,
In the midst of a battle while on the fly.
Yet unknown to me, I was being watched,
Just metres away was a piercing eye,
The Queen of the eagles awaiting her champion,
Filling me with awe, oh me oh my.
So with nervous respect, I go away,
I leave them be with a deep sigh.