The Hawk
THE HAWK
I feel so blessed when I see him soar
High above in the cloud-filled sky
And free
I feel so good when I watch him dive
And swoop and glide glad to be alive
Being Free
I feel content he has the space to be
What he is a beautiful wild spirit
Still free
I make a promise and take an oath
That I will do all I can to see that he
Remains free
Beneath feathered breast beats a heart
That wants to be no different to me
Living free
He remains a while hovering high above me
Proud, elegant, splendid in his majesty
Always free
Copywrite DilysBrown/January 2014
Copyright © Dilys Brown | Year Posted 2014
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