The falcon’s cry
Like a katana
Sliced through the
Madness of gulls

Clear and brave
Announcing, here flies
King of the Air

I will fly with you
In spiraling circles
Catching thermals
Until together we see
Horizons clear
And the patterns of
Stories written below.

When hunger demands
We swoop.

Let our strike be
Quick and True
Death made
Merciful with Love.

Then our story of
and Love
Joins the pattern
Imprinted in the
Sand, Sea and Sun.


~ by writermichelle on August 9, 2012.

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