Silent Vigil
The weight of freedom, momentarily at peace.
A bald eagle, eyes gently closed, stands in stillness—dignified, composed, almost reverent. Strength doesn’t always roar; sometimes it rests in quiet watch.
The weight of freedom, momentarily at peace.
A bald eagle, eyes gently closed, stands in stillness—dignified, composed, almost reverent. Strength doesn’t always roar; sometimes it rests in quiet watch.