The Hawk
Seen by many as a bird of prey
Deadly in so many ways
I feel that most see only this
And never realize what they miss
The beauty that surrounds this bird
Is best seen, and second heard
The grace with which it soars
The embolden spirit it explores
I watch it wing through the sky
To see a chance to go on high
Imagine what it might be like
To soar through clouds and out of sight
The view allowed from that great height
Is best described by the Sun’s bright light
I wish I could see what the hawk sees
Way up above the ground and trees
The chance to watch all other life
To know more than the rest
Gives us freedoms to look ahead
To make decisions well, not bad instead
The call also procures demand
That sweet, shrill sound shows how to stand
Stand out above the best
Open challenge in its voice
Daring the world to respond
Moving with the wind
Making the world take notice
Notice of its intent not to be silent
Emboldened to be itself
Fortitude to ride the air
Face the challenge
Open wings, Open talons
Fierce and proud
The Hawk