Hawks Singing

Oceans 2031

Hawks don’t sing in the valley, they stay up high

then letting loose, they sing of wings. Some people sing

down low, saying it gives them strength, marching,

but many of us can’t find the stream of faith

we climb instead, scraping, clawing our way up

bleeding and bruised, wondering why

holding on to the mountain, looking for our spirit

and where it should live. Hopefully we continue,

until we are hawks singing, way up high, resting

in the knowledge of who we are, and that we do have,

wings.

            

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

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