In the splendor of the Earth, and all that was made, within brown and white tones
of hawk feathers, we find ourselves in awe really
of creation, both its beauty and strength, and we wonder
of the power of wings, the sharpness of the eyes
the shape of talons, curious
of where we belong,
and our place within the sky.
Poetry © Copyright 2019, ancient skies, image from Audubon