~ A Falconer's Moment ~

I have borne witness to
the joy,
the freedom,
the power and strength
in hollow bones and feathers.
Taloned feet
that grip and crush,
yet wings that float
to the top of the world.
Sharp eyes that fathom
depths of air.
From heights of glory,
a streamlined structure
dives
back to earth,
faster than a man can run.
With a glove,
a hood,
and a few strands of leather,
I have shared moments
with hawks and falcons
that words cannot describe.

~ C.L.R. ~
© 2003