Dotsie, I haven't heard that song, but love the eagle scripture passage...it's even printed on my favourite tea mug. For most of my life, even as a teenager at summer camp, the image of a soaring eagle has been what I see whenever a retreat leader or therapist has told me to close my eyes and imagine who I really am or want to be. And throughout every dark night of the soul, (except that darkest one when nothing could penetrate the despair), the conviction that I am a temporarily-shackled "eagle born to fly" has been a constant soul-mantra; that eagle image has often "candled" me out of my lostness.

Lynn, I noticed the stair-steps right away...reminded me of "stairway to heaven" and thought it was quite appropriate!

Dianne, thank you for your kind words...my husband has noticed (and appreciates) the change and difference too.