On my way into town one afternoon I had a Vision of an Eagle -I saw a bunch of clouds form into an Eagle right in front of me. The clouds were moving quickly, and by the time I got to the top of the hill, the Eagle was perfectly formed. It looked like one of those Native carvings - smaller clouds making up the wing sections, and two large clouds, the wings. The image was perfect. As I went over the crest of the hill, the image passed in front of the Sun, and for a brief second, the sun shone out of a hole, in the eye of the Eagle | The Eagle Speaks by Bill Buttuls, Paperback | Indigo Chapters