We are at the sunset of the old times. There is a beauty that pervades all that is taking place when you see it from the vantage of the setting sun, and all of the hush, the colors of surrender, and the beauty that washes over all the land. As the eagle soars over the waters of the old world it sees the coming horizon, and it heralds the coming of a bright new day. There is great promise in that eagle's glide, and as we tune in to it's message we see the glory that is contained in the completeness of what that venerable bird of the skies stands for here on earth.