The sun was dawning that frosty morning.
I needed the woods, and said a prayer,
putting on my coat, knit hat,
then out the door. Stomach in a knot,
I was 18, my family fighting
the night before, Mom breaking
Now quietly walking, the earth invited me,
seeing my breath,
and loving the air,
I entered the woods. Walking,
the huge oak, offering strength,
trees and I upright,
still standing, deep in the woods,
signs of deer,
pieces of my soul coming together,
especially down by the big rock,
next to the creek. I looked up,
and saw a hawk in the sky.
Watching over me, wings outstretched,
I thought, “What a great name that would be”
Hawk in the Sky.
I was restored, in the peace,
in the woods, along the trails.
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