The Falcon

 

The Falcon

The falcon flies

upward toward the sun.

The falcon dives

toward the rodent on the run.

 

His graceful wings

spread to reflect the sun.

The wind sings

as he swoops and dives for fun.

 

The falcon knows

as he’s soaring through the air.

Wherever he goes

he must avoid the snare.

 

To be free.

To fly on wings up high.

Able to see

forever in a cloudless sky.

 

This is all

a falcon lives to do.

Should he fall,

his earthly life is through.—————-R. W. Johnson—–(2002)

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